I suspect a great many of us despise change,
as I'm pretty sure that thee worlds OLD-est IndyCar Blogger Geo. Phillips does;
Hya! While I know I certainly do to a
large extent, especially when it's just change for change's sake, which seems
to be a daily motto upon Zed Internetz and hence, sooner or later one of the
multitude of websites I visit will have to go A-L-L "Tokyo
Fly-by-Night"
swooshy, wiz-bang 'Uber graphically intensive
and most likely NON-Screen-reader friendly - meaning I'm left with another
website I can NO longer read; Can You Hear Me Now Richards F1?
Thus, if Y'all were lookin' for an in-depth
Indy 500 recap of this year's race here at No Fenders, then hopefully weren't
too disappointed by thy lack 'O one, since as I've scribbled before, this
year's transformation of Mother Speedway's "New & Improved"
format instituted by Starship HC (Hulman & Co) decidedly left me with a
rather odd taste in thy mouth... Having gone so far as to make me listen to I-T
on the radio via Zed Internetz, as I'm not a fan of Eddie "THE MOUTH!"
Cheever's, or Scotty "What Pacecar?" Goodyear's commentary, along
with being PISSED OFF over ABC's HORRIFIC over-commercialization of their
"Wink-Wink, Nudge-Nudge EXTENSIVE" NOT! Two-hours per day of Qualie' weekend which the first hour
of the vaunted "Fast-Nine" Shootout was nothing more than commercials
'N filler; SHEISA! Which so enraged Mwah, I didn't wish to give ABC my
business, already having lamented about this in;
As this proverbial changing of the guard,
makes me think of the latest rant that fine 'Kuhnaidiun lass Meesh has written,
whom I certainly hope will survive 'N prosper in her fleeting motorsports
career... As we need to S-E-E, and in my case hear, nee read more female's
perspective on racing, especially of the Open Wheel variety, as at least NBCSN
has added IndyCar Pit Reporter Newbie' KS
(Kelli Stavast) into their rotation. Thus, everyone should give Meesh another gig or three, or at least say HI to her in Toronto! As she's one of my go-to blog reads whenever she's got something to tell us 'bout. As sorry Meesh, but I'd gladly pay you Thursday for a blog story today; Hya!
(Kelli Stavast) into their rotation. Thus, everyone should give Meesh another gig or three, or at least say HI to her in Toronto! As she's one of my go-to blog reads whenever she's got something to tell us 'bout. As sorry Meesh, but I'd gladly pay you Thursday for a blog story today; Hya!
While my term of Jellybean vision isn't new
to Mwah, having been coined 'Wayback in the fall of 2012, in 'Zepp-tember whilst down in Florence, Oregon
visiting friends and their magnificent Sand Dunes...
As we were cruisin' this sleepy 'lil Seaside
town, a vintage rod was passing us by; Me thinks during the lead-up to Florence's
annual Fall Festival, as I eagerly cried from the passenger seat, where, where?
As South-Sound (Tacoma) Bureau Chief Mary Ellen curtly said why? You cannot
S-E-E I-T! As I noted that I did indeed see a blurb 'O colour pass by my
vantage point - to which I summed up that this is typical of my "Jellybean
Vision," to which I think I've lamented 'bout some where's in these blog
pages, eh?
Hence, juxtaposing the past over the present,
having just scribbled 'bout attending my debutant Formula 1 race a quarter century
ago in;
Which for reasons unknown, was apparently
very well received upon thee Blogosphere, since I really have NO idea who my
audience is these Dazes, besides my thirteen loyal Followers; Hooah! Not to
mention friends 'N family.
As its sad to Mwah to admit that my Jellybean
vision has progressed so much that seven races into the sport's new PU (Power
Unit) era, I still have no cognitive knowledge if the F1 chassis of 2014 have
retained the past de riggour Airboxes, or reverted back to the unique original
'Turbocar look instead?
Not to mention that I have absolutely NO idea
what the new Porsche 919 Hybrid Le Mans prototype challenger looks like either,
even after sitting thru some 10+ hours of riveting television coverage...
Thus, I write all of this as Americur'
hyperventilates over the celebration of another 4th 'O July, when copious amounts of gunpowder, chemicals
and paper are littered A-L-L over thee country - as my favourite Fourth forever
will be being in Germany on the Mosel River where there was ZERO acknowledgement
of said event; Hoorah!
Whilst I cannot think of how contradictory
Autonomous Driving-mobiles are towards the very principle of people physically controlling
and enjoying the privilege of driving their automobile wherever they wish to,
without the knowledge of "Big
Brother" knowing where you've gone off too.
Hmm? As I'd LUV' to read 'bout those
Autonomous cars A-L-L driving off some very short piers into the Boston Harbour
whilst in search of some IPA; Err Indian Tea, right?
As although I'm not opposed to the technology
per sei, even though it may appear that way, it all seems a bit odd to think
that this passion could be taken away, which makes me vehemently ponder why
would motor racing be needed any longer, unless we're all gonna be going
bonkers over autonomously controlled (RC) racecars, as somehow I don't think
the intrigue of multiple driver changes at Circuit de la Sarthe would be quite so meaningful, eh? As here's a
perspective I hadn't even considered over the whole Driverless Carriages
debate.
As now I've gotta go bury my head some where's in
the sand, so I can't hear A-L-L of the Yeahooz' making the carports shake,
rattle 'N roll in order to make their Boom-Booms bigger 'N louder; OOH! AH, AH!
Oh Never Mind!
