I know, right,, isnt that amazing! For as far back as I can remember companies have been making stuff just for me and me using that equipment bearing my name has actually worked very well in determining outcomes. Back in 69 I took 2nd place in my very 1st motocross race riding a Yamaha 250. I had chosen, of course, to wear "Scott" goggles and continued to wear "Scott" goggles throughout my racing career because of the outcome of that 1st race. Trophies started piling up. My competition began asking questions about where my dirtbike skills came from. I had several sponsors during that time and even got a local Honda shop who had noticed my name in the papers and they were instrumental in my change over from Yamaha to Honda in 1973 when the 1st Elsinores came out which I started riding that 1st year, the mighty CR250M became synotimous with SCOTT in my heart. I never did disclose to anyone that allll of my seemingly "heyy, this guys good on 2 wheels" comments were all attributable to those racing products bearing my name. YOU, @luvmy40, have obviously noticed something VERY important here brother! When I noticed that same name on this seed tosser I KNEW I was once again onto something too, you have a very good eye Rich! Ironically, when I went to Menards to score a Weasel I also noticed my name, once again as I start this latest adVenture in the golden year focus of having a yard that looks like it belongs to someone who is long since retired from getting beat to death on MX tracks and who is now enjoying chasing chip monks in his yard and having the time to watch grass grow, being boldly printed on the products I look forward to the outcome I KNOW is coming all because someone in charge of some company is watching very carefully and is producing products again just for me. I am so excited I could spit because I know as I use my Scott broadcaster to toss Scott fertilizer that will grow some AWESOME Scott "Tall Fescue" grass with a little Scott "Rye" and Scott "Kentucky Blue" when the deed is done. I know my neighbors from blocks around will come down and admire my yard and even my little John Deere tractor will thank me as it enjoys hours of trimming that lawn of those sweet smelling Scott grass products. Dang,, cant loose this time Rich! Someday down the road, when this life is over and I am riding wheelies on streets made of gold and Tip is once again wearing my left over Scott goggles to keep the heavenly winds of Wyoming up there from drying her eyes out from spending 24 hours in Tweeks saddle (once we get to that point sleep will no longer be necessary) I am gonna keep my eyes out for the Scott behind the scenes of my withering life here below and drop the front end/take a break from touring the endless highways of heaven with my best friend long enough to shake his hand and thank him for all he did for me in my brief but adventure filled life I am still blessed to be living. Heyyy,, something just dawned on me here Rich,,,,,,, can you tell by my lengthy response that I really am feeling a little better