No Fenders Head Scribe Tomaso contemplating “Creation”
whilst staring out at the endless Pacific Ocean. (The Tomaso Collection)
Although why did that title and corresponding
caption make me think of the following long forgotten Rush song lyrics, Eh?
“When the ebbing tide retreats, Along the rocky
Shoreline, It leaves a trail of Tidal pools, In a short lived Galaxy, Each
Microcosmic Planet, A complete Society”.
“A simple kind Mirror, To reflect upon our own,
All the busy little Creatures, Chasing out their Destinies, Living in the
Pools, They soon forget about the Sea”…
For those who don’t know, today is Doomsday for
Microsoft supporting its Windows 10 operating system, which I prefer calling
Windoughz’. Since even though without it, and its Accessibility functions I
wouldn’t be able to scribble this No Fenders blog or anything electronically.
Yet that said, Windouhz’ definitely has its
Quirks like everything in the Universe…
“This
is the Movie about the Screenplay
Of
the book about the Girl who meets a Junkie
She
plays Guitar in the Bathroom
While
the Police dust Her Mother’s Plastic flowers
Hey,
let’s party
Let’s
turn the radio on
This
is a Meltdown
Get
out the Camera
Take
a picture
The
Drag Queens and Freaks
Are
All out on the Town
There
goes the Neighbourhood!”
VIDEO: There
goes the Neighborhood
Look, I get it. If the Boffins at Microsoft,
Google and whomever weren’t continuously modifying code and changing things.
Then there wouldn’t be the need for so many IT Employees…
Yet as Geo. Phillips of Oilpressure fame. Ye
Oldest IndyCar Blogger Vice Champion, and yes, that one’s just for you George,
Hya! Uhm, what’s George’s mantra? Oh yeah, Change is Bad!
Living in the world of Faux-netics’ and how
“Zoey, the Princess Warrior!” My esteemed screen reader, but not by choice!
Naturally I’m continuously subjugated to the myriad of these countless Boffins
coding changes! And that’s before we even get to the euphoria of having to
learn a new operating system and its inherit Quirks, Shite!
As I could prattle on about All of these
annoying changes, Hey, Wake Up, let’s Party!
But instead I’ll just leave you with two of the
latest pitfalls, which may or may not have finally been rectified?
First, the most egregious is RACER failing to
make their website accessible for the Blind and Visually Impaired by not
following the latest WCAG (Web Content Accessibility Guidelines) standards,
enabling my screen reader to read their page!
Next, Google’s Blogger platform I use for
scribbling this dearth of riveting No Fenders content. Decided to inexplicably
turn various names and places upon my posts into unasked for Hyperlinks, WTF!
Having first experienced this upon thoust No Fenders Birthday shoutout, 19 Gory
years later since I first began blogging, say what? As knock this Shite Off you
Bastardoes!
For which I’ve got zero clue if Blogger’s still
doing this? Leaving me a bit skitterish about posting anything new. Since I
didn’t Gory ask for this change, Capiche!
As not only is Change Bad! But “Drugs are Bad,
Ok?” Yuhs Hear! And if you keep making these unwanted FUBAR’s. Then like ‘Ol
Commander Cody croons. “You’re gona drive me to Drinkin’, If you Don’t stop
Drivin’ that Hot Rod Lincoln!”
All of which is a typical, eloquently long
winded way of Tomaso saying No Fenders Blog posting will be scattered
intermittingly, whilst learning the pitfalls of Windoughz’ 11 after Ye
Confuzer’ gets upgraded and the Arse-simulation can begin, Sheisa! And remember
Y’all,
DRUGS ARE BAD, OK?
Partial song lyrics from: Rush’s Natural Science; Permanent Waves Album, 1980. And Sherl Crow’s There goes the Neighborhood; The Globe Sessions Album, 1998.
