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Oregon's famous Haystack Rock during Sunset at
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Whale', I haven't penned any riveting Tomaso
Files tomes lately, so here goes, as Rucky' Uze Guys; Hya!
Alas, as Y'all would presumably know? I
certainly Don't go for writing Click-bait stories here on No Fenders, which I'd
be doing if so inclined to keep Thy Tradition of posting 200+ stories yearly,
which I'll presumably fall just short of this December.
Whilst as Tacoma Bureau Chief Mary ELLEN has
reminded me over thou years, I'm simply poondin' out material for Thyself and
hence, shouldn't be worried about my weekly visitors tally.
But that said, and Nope, I Don't keep a
running tally, except for infrequently having My Gal Lucy', My ARSE-Steamed
Screen Reader read me thou Unique Visitors count - Along with realizing that
traffic would naturally drop off during the Off-season, not to mention the
Holidays, But...
My traffic's dropped measurably over the last
month-pluses time, by approximately 50%! Since apparently Thars' far more
IndyCar readers here on No Fenders than Formula 1?
And couple that with being barely able to
write stories fast enough when I'm
supposed to be unpacking, (As ever wondered how a Blind Person Unpacks
labeled Boxes?) and Viola! I simply wonder why I'm
beating my Brains out trying to post stories for y'all, Eh?
I have to laugh to myself, noting that this
October was the Twentieth Anniversary of surrendering my Driver's license do to
my affliction to having Retinitis Pigmentosa, or RP for short, for which I've
belaboured Y'all 'bout previously in;
Yet I still love Cars and Motor Racing, more
specifically Open Wheel Racing in general. Having first been introduced to
Formula 1 and then Indy Cars some thirty-plus years ago.
And why do I point out my Blindness to Y'all?
Well imagine trying to unpack your life's possessions Blindfolded, Eh? Which in
effect is what I'm doing very slowly after moving for the first time in 21yrs;
Yowzah!
As I laughed at myself recently when trying
to begin unpacking the Gynormous collection of Motor Racing and Automobile books I've
collected those same three-plus decades.
Noticing after the first three or four boxes,
for which I cannot read any of the labels I painstakingly attached to 'em. Am I
even putting 'em in the Book case right side up? As surely somebody will
eventually ridicule me for doing so, Righto!
For which I then spent further time removing
them before placing each book individually underneath my CCTV (Close Circuit
Television) reading machine to insure Thar all right-side U-P now; Eureka!
And then there's the whole issue of Depending
upon Technology to Aid my Daily living as
a Blind person. For which every time I run into another issue, be it on
Thy Confuzer', nee computer, telephone or one of my Talking Clocks.
For which the main Talking "Atomic
Clock" I depend upon daily's currently having a Nasty Habit of defaulting
back to Daylight Savings Time randomly, causing the Alarm to go off an hour
early; FUCK!
And Yeah
Smarty-pantz', I've put brand new batteries into it!
Yet speaking 'O
Batteries, I was rudely reminded that the Smoke Detector's apparently hadn't
been changed before moving in. When it began chirping incessantly at Midnight,
the evening before the Abu Dhabi GP replay, GROAN!
As why do those
batteries always Quit working in the middle 'O night? But I digress.
While I'm simply left scratchin' thou Noggin
over this relentless Droning On over vehicle electrification and Ceaselessly Pushing
for Autonomous Automobiles!
I mean, if the
Goobers; Err Cadres 'O Coders at gOOgle' are so intent upon continuously changing
the appearance and interface of Blogger,
Gmail, YouTube, et Al, then how will these RoboCarz' not run Afoul?
As I'll give Yuhs just one brief example. For
NO reason at All. Somebody decided that
instead of when I use to log onto YouTube Lucy', My ARSE-Steamed Screen Reader
would immediately say the word Search, indicating I was in the Search field and
could merrily type my inquiry to find whatever I wanted.
But then a few months ago outta Duh Blue, it
Quit Working; WTF? Before Blogmeister Miguel
figured out that I'd now need to select the Tab button trice; Err, three
times to hear Lucy say the words Guide, YouTube Home and then Search... Thanxs Google Bastardoes!
And NO Microsoft! You're Not Excused either!
As you're actually causing a large Bone 'O Contention right now. As seriously?
I've gotta either uninstall and re-install my MS Office programme simply to
change my personal email address? Or more likely be forced to migrate to your
yearly Money Grubbin' subscription based MS 2019 Office (model) software
instead? SHEISA!
And speaking 'O
email, Google's managed to change the interface code on its Gmail settings,
hence making the No Fenders email Inbox almost un-navigable for Mwah;
JACKARSES!
Whilst MOOHZillah's Not immune either, having
long ago been forced to revert to a very old version of their platform 'cause
Yuhs Guessed it! They decided to scramble Thar interface code making my
Zoomtext Screen reading Software unable to read the Web! Defaulting to an Error
Code every single time trying to access the Internetz'; BUGGERS!
As Gee Wally, guess what? Not All Blind and
Visually Impaired People are rolling in Dinero', and hence cannot afford to
constantly update their software or computing devices every Freakin' time thou
Bastardos need to roll-out Thar latest Tokyo fly-by-Night Gee Whiz, Flash Bang
upgrades!
AnyHoo, the long winded rambling point? Alas,
I'm feeling overwhelmed, and thinking I'm gonna pull a "Jeffie" of
One Lap Down Fame, and take some time off here. Although I'm not currently
planning on going on a three month's-plus hiatus, but who knows?
As I'm gonna Force Thyself to take a brief
respite from Thy Keyboard for the following week's time. Returning here on No
Fenders on Tuesday, December 10th - In order to virtually recharge thou
Batteries. As I'm gonna be Ultra Busy the next few weeks. So we'll see what I
can bother to post the rest 'O December, and then perhaps I'll actually try
taking some further time off at the beginning of January, Eh?
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