Once upon a time there was this little girl and she had a little dog that liked to go out into the flowers where there was a goat that gave good advice like "don't step in the goat patches" and "never leave sharp things lying around where you won't see them" and "don't give candy to strangers."
The little dog didn't like to leave its master, but there existed in it a need to try to understand the workings of the world, and it seemed to the little dog that the goat could help, but the unrelated linkage didn't help the dog understand, and that's why it decided to exist as thoughts in the belly of a robot instead.
Huh.
Zen.

Which is only amusing because I like to see the zen of undeveloped web space.
Kinda like KB homes, but I don't build on landfills.