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A Gleeful Tomaso primps for thou Camera on Legends
Day at Carpets Manor this May in Indianapolis. (
(the Tomaso Collection)
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And begins growing a new one, for the forthcoming
winter and thou months ahead...
Not that anybody cares, but Y'all know the
Drill here on thou Isle 'O Nofendersville... As I've repeatedly noted. As
Tacoma Bureau Chief Mary Ellen sez', It's my Blog and I can Bloody Well write
about Whatever I Want to!
"As sun goes down
On the western shore
The wind blows hard from the east
It whips the sand into a flying spindrift
On the western shore
The wind blows hard from the east
It whips the sand into a flying spindrift
As the sun goes down
On the western shore
It makes me feel uneasy
In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds
Who cares what a fool believes
(And) What am I supposed to say?"
On the western shore
It makes me feel uneasy
In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds
Who cares what a fool believes
(And) What am I supposed to say?"
VIDEO: Spindrift - Song
Although Rush's Natural Science opening lyrics by
The Rhythm Professor Neil Peart would have also been appropriate. Yuhs know,
talking 'bout how All the busy little Creatures swimming in their Tidal Pools
soon Forget about the Sea...
And in the immortal words 'O Indy Cars
OLD-est' Blogger Geo. Phillips of Oilpressure Fame, who Doesn't like Change! Or
paraphrasing "Change is Bad!" Your Humble No Fenders Scribe Tomaso
has been undergoing a Mega' lifestyle Change over the past several months after
finally, reluctantly leaving the tranquil confines 'O Tomaso Manor after nearly
21yrs residence!
Not to mention leaving the only State I've
ever lived in, the Evergreen State, nee Washington. Along with residing in the
Jet City or the Emerald City, aka Seattle, WA for a totally different
experience in the sleepy confines of the "Other Florence" on Oregon's
coast.
And that's for
someone who as Blogmeister Miguel sez', He Doesn't Know Anyone who HATES Change
more than me! As Bloody Hell, I do NOT even like changing toothpaste brands,
Bugger!
While once again the Seas of Synchronicity
splash upon thou Nofendersville Shore, since shortly after I began typing this,
I read George's Better Half's, aka Mrs. Oilpressure, nee Susan Phillips rant
about her Summer of Hell regarding their own moving adventure. So how can I
really improve upon my own story vs. Susan's?
Nevertheless, during this Dramatic "Sea"
(C) Change," I've been basically Not Blogging since the end of July,
albeit having heard the siren song of thoust Keyboard and initially posting one
quick, new story about my enjoyable outing to visit the Indians Canoes at Dash
Point, along with enjoying Protocol at Chief Leshi High School in Puyallup and
meeting renown Boat Builder Gin Ishikawa.
Having spent the previous summer's months of
June and the beginning 'O July poondin'
relentlessly upon Thy Keyboard in order to post a Gynormous' cache 'O Canned
Blog stories for your reading enjoyment whilst busy moving; but I digress...
"Pause Rewind
Replay,
Warm Memory Chip
Random Sample
Hold the One you
Need
An Ounce of
Perception
A Pound of Obscure
Signals get
crossed
And the Balance
Distorted..."
VIDEO: Vital Signs - Song
As it's actually been very therapeutic to
step away from thou Keyboard, in a strange way of recharging Thy Batteries. And
although my previous No Fenders material wasn't devoted to current events,
Y'all may notice I tend to Roll this way AnyHoo, since I simply cannot type
fast enough anymore, when able to see the Confuzer Screen.
Thus Hopefully, I'm now somewhat? Settled in
my new Bungalow near the sea; Err Pacific Ocean and about to Cast Off on a new Adventure
Mateys!
As it's somewhat Karmic that one of the few
CD Audiobooks I listened to whilst in a "Holding Pattern" in Tacoma -
when some 29yr old Mechanic "Stole" a Horizon Air Q400 Turboprop was
aptly named The Navigator by Clive Cussler,
who I hadn't read any of his material for a long time now.
Alas, hopefully, finally settle down after
moving in and then resume typing madly away to bring Y'all more riveting BLOB'
Stories as thou late Awntie' Harriet called 'em...
As I Sit Down by
the Sea to relive Thy life for thou rest of Thy Years...
Listening to 'Ol
"Bongo Head" (Phil Collins) croonin' away on that classic Genesis Hit
Song some 11mins plus long originally from 1983; Crikeys Mates!
VIDEO: Genesis's Home by The Sea - Live at Wembley Stadium 1987
Partial Song lyrics from: RUSh
("The Unofficial No Fenders House Band")
Song: Spindrift
Album: Snakes and Arrows
Year: 2007
Song: Vital Signs
Album: Moving Pictures
Year: 1981
(Photo c/o No Fenders ‘Offical Photographer
CARPETS')