Bastards!!! I was replying in some detail to this post when a phony java update hijacked my browser [Waterfox, a x64 version of Firefox] and closed the page. Naturally, I lost all I had written,
That'll be Windows 8 again..
No, it was some lousy, rotten lowlife skank bastards who, had I accepted it, would have stolen data and performed nefarious actions on my rig. My mother got caught by it about 3 months back, because it looks all official and genuine, and the best way for me to remedy the issue for her was to purge her machine and do a complete rewrite of Windows. There was no way of getting rid of it conventionally because it disabled System Restore, Safe Mode and Acronis.
It was hooked into the Registry in dozens of places, and I no sooner deleted/disabled an entry, it would self-replicate and write several more. She wanted to replace the HDD with a SSD anyway, so what I did was disconnect the OS drive, slip in the SSD and performed a total clean install. I then put the old drive in my XP box, and being there were no registry entries, etc, I wiped it clean and set it up for a storage drive.
Had I not known what happened to my mother I may well have been duped also, but there's a giveaway that confirms it's phony... in properties it states the publisher isn't Sun Microsystems, so that's when you reject the 'update' and block the site, which I read is in Russia somewhere.
Chemical castration is too good for them... when a butter knife 'll get the job done for a fraction of the price.
As for skinning my Win 8.1 setup, I'm using Karen's Steampunk WB, the matching Winstep theme, a gear CFX and British Library/Steampunk icons I got from devart, with an appropriate wallpaper depicting a crowd boarding a steam train. If I get my lazy arse into gear later I might post a screenie to show it off.
BTW, the mowing didn't and won't get done today... maybe not tomorrow, either. Went to bed but tossed and turned the whole time, and I hurt like a bitch all over /am worse for wear. There's always Thursday, Friday... and it ain't going anywhere unless somebody's goats escape their paddock.