Two very Happy couch Surfers! Starring Hang 10’
Hilo whom aided Tomaso with His Heart surgery recovers. The Tomaso Collection)
Along with All of the other Suspects to drive the
No. 18 Dale Coyne entry like Chicago’s “Davey” Malukas, Sealmeister B’, ergo
Sebastien Bourdais and everyone else…
Hopefully not sounding like a broken record
here upon No Fenders? But I never in my wildest dreams thought I’d still be
labouriously poondin’ at Ye ancient keyboard here upon thoust mystical isle of
Nofendersville! Or still merrily creating fresh content for Y’all weekly 18
Freakin’ years later, Aye Karumba!
First ‘n foremost, like All the IndyCar drivers
do. Its time to thank the Fans for perusing No Fenders and hopefully reading
some of my Zany Blog posts the past 12 months, especially All four of my loyal
readers!which are lovingly honed with a dull, rusty knife in Tomaso Manor
whilst thoust waves crash upon the jagged coastline of Nofendersville Mateys,
R-R-R!
As why does that
‘Ol MacDougals slogan now serving (insert number) here come to mind, Hya!
Uhm, where to begin, Eh? As this year in the
life of Tomaso has been singularly unique, especially since I never thought I’d
be having Open Heart surgery this past January! Or when I tell people about it,
they All tell me I’m too young for that.
Along with being my first surgery ever. Whale’
Y’all know that saying about “Go Big or Go Home”, Righto? And thus off I went
to Springfield for surgery. Having scribbled about my “primer” in the No
Fenders story below…
http://www.nofenders.net/2024/02/the-tomaso-files-my-first-hospital.html
And I’ve got a million fading memories of
spending six days in Hospital and everything new associated with it still
swimming round my Head! Like my “Head” Nurse Molly taking pity on me and saying
we’re gonna put a second hospital gown on you backwards – so nobody’s gotta
look at my tailfeathers when walking the Halls!
Or the rehab Nurses giving up on my trying to
use a walker while being Blind! As I’m a really “good” driver, Hya! Just
putting a belt around me and having me walk the hallways instead. And I could
go on and on…
Whilst it’s funny how quickly we regress back
into our daily routines, since it seems so long ago since those six days in
Hospital following my surgery. Not to mention how quickly one’s muscles
atrophy!
Then going home after my INR number had
stabilized sufficiently for my initial eight weeks recovery period; when not
allowed to raise my arms over my head. Twist, push, pull, pickup or carry
anything over 8lbs, i.e.; one gallon of milk! Although typically the sternum bone
cut in half isn’t fully “Healed” until twelve weeks, which now all seems like a
distant memory…
as I’d said I was gonna “Dial” back upon
Blogging so much info weekly, but here I am scurrying to poond’ out another
riveting story Justin-time for your consumption! After having previously
written about the perils of placing stress upon one’s self…
http://www.nofenders.net/2024/02/the-tomaso-files-how-blogging-saved-my.html
Having celebrated seven months since said Open
Heart surgery over a Fortnight ago, its amazing how much I’ve gone back to my
normal, daily grind; which obviously is a good thing…
Thus, I really don’t have a whole lot else to
offer for this year’s anniversary’s salutations. Other than I’ve just returned
from my very first trip outside of the state since said surgery. A very
enjoyable trek to Warshington’ to visit friends & family. And oh yeah, a
one certain precocious Hoond fondly known as Hang 10’ Hilo. Thee Star of the
Show!
Another casualty for Mwah is the ridiculousness
of IndyCar’s Start-Stop-Start G-O really fast to the end before F$$KING’ Football!
Is my having missed three of the season’s last five races – having listened to
every single one via IndyCar Radio thru Toronto before some stupid Sports games
in Paris interrupted! And then having missed Gateway and Milwaukee’s Double
Header, whilst listening to the Portland race from Tacoma.
As this is what happens when life gets busy,
and one prefers to take advantage of summer’s fleeting weather vs. staying home
to listen to IndyCar and other motor racing series around Ye Globe, i.e.;
Formula 1, MotoGP and Sports Cars. And I’m pretty certain this will only
increase beginning with next year’s even further condensed IndyCar schedule to
appease it’s new television provider FOX, Brilliant!
No idea why this caused an ‘Ol Robbie Robertson
song’s opening lyrics to spring to mind? For which I’ve cleverly “adapted” to
hopefully make some reason or rhyme…
“As you know I’ve got a million stories to go,
As this is just one more of the million I’ve got
left to tell”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZDFAw_wj_Go
As I won’t prattle on too much longer here. But
just wanted to say that I’ve got a bunch ‘O stories I’ve been wanting to
scribble awhile now and will do so. Which may not relate to anything current in
Der Vurld de Motorsporten, Ja-Ja! Otherwise,
Thanks to everyone visiting Nofendersville and
reading my eclectic scribblings upon No Fenders All these years!
Since this Uber' eclectic mix 'N veritable Spin
Cycle 'O finely honed Thomason' Tex-Mex Jambalaya of Wordsmithing wouldn't have
been possible over thoust numerous seasons without All of the Usual suspects
continued yearly support.
Led First 'N Foremost by Tacoma Bureau Chief
Mary Ellen, the late Kuhnaidiun' lass Claire and Blogmeister' Miguel!, who
keeps this Site Alive and makes All of my Zany Updates whenever requested.
Along with Mary Ellen’s G-R-r-R-Reat Hoond’
who’s I affectionately nickname Hang 10’ Hilo! Being the most laid back
Chihuahua I’ve ever met! Whom I eagerly look forward to “Seeing” every single
time I have the opportunity to do so!
Plus continuous contributions from Offical'
Photographer CARPETS', Snowbyrd MJ', Randal, Thy Moniker King' . Along with the
still Mega' Killer official No Fenders logo provided by Artiste Dave!
And like Melody Sheik brilliantly “Sings” in
his Symphony of Science Masterpiece from over a Dozen years ago. Uhm, whose
IndyCar Number is that? “We Are All connected!”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XGK84Poeynk
Whilst never fear Ladies and Germs’, Your
Humble No Fenders Scribe Tomaso is planning on sticking round for awhile.
Especially since I just had a new mechanical Heart valve insertion!
Arrivederci
Tomaso
Partial
Song lyrics from: Robbie Robertson
Song: Sacrifice, Album:
Contact from the Underworld of Redboy, Year: 1998
