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Cake day: June 21st, 2023

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  • Yep, just found it the moment I realized it was a thing in this thread - go to your account settings and you’ll find an option to unselect bot accounts

    I wish there was a way to just mark bot accounts…like finding out it’s a bot doing most the posting in TIL…wtf is that? If the community needs a bot to grow it, perhaps it’s not an important community on Lemmy at this time? Perhaps there’s another sub that’s going to grow more organically? In which we will infact learn something today?

    Just want bot-less communities (other than fun/helpful ones that aren’t Grond) that aren’t headed by greed. Jfc.

    /rant


  • I’m really not looking for a Reddit replica. And um, being rewarded for a good comment isn’t really something I need. Or anyone needs. I think getting a cookie for a good comment can be left behind

    Edit to add - I should have read the rest of the post more carefully, but I stand by my initial sentiment. Money needs to be funneled into those working hard on this, but I don’t know, I don’t want more and more Reddit features coming out


  • I have two! I’ll stick with the quick gross one for now.

    I work on a farm and typically walk around barefoot - it’s just easier to get around in general. So I’m in our greenhouse dedicated to tomatoes. It’s pretty big, about a hundred feet long and fifty feet wide, and it’s late July so this thing is just overgrown with huge tomato plants. But we’re a fairly small operation so while there are many plants - about 700 - they aren’t exactly strung up neatly. Just a veritable jungle of leaves, branches, green, ripe and rotten tomatoes everywhere. Including the floor.

    So I’m in there pussyfooting and tip-toeing through openings of plants trying not to smoosh plants - or significantly worse yet step square into a rotten tomato - when it happens.

    SQUISHHHHH

    “BLECH!” I spit out recoiling my foot, scrunching my face and looking down, my disgust morphing to horror. Oh, if only I had stepped on a tomato and not a bloated, dead rat.