“It became work just to refresh and relearn my tools enough to work.”
This is Amarok 1.4, a music application that turns me into Archie Bunker.
Huh, it’s been a while since I marked this bloggy territory. Oh well.
Anywho, those who have seen my computer desktops, or even had the misfortune to inquire about them, have been treated to an earful about how “they’re gonna have to pry Natty Narwhal out of my cold, dead hands!”
(Translation: “I run a particular version of a Linux desktop that was released in two-thousand-freakin’-eleven and refuse to give it up for you kids and your fancy tablet-style touchy-feely huge icon crap, dagnabbit!”)
Listen, I know I’m quickly becoming a greybeard, but now that I’m old and cynical, I can at least explain how it happens.