Monday Morning Commute: More About Nothing

Source: Zatransis

Good morning! Good afternoon! Good evening. Welcome, welcome, welcome to the dance. A list of staggering beauty, replete with asinine pointlessness! Voyeurism in an age where we are obsessed with something-something-someone’s vagina and the decay and collapse of both society and celebrities. Decay? Collapse? Maybe. Who knows. We’ve been calling it the end days since we were silly enough to proclaim Monsieur Christ beyond a good man, but rather a deity. I ain’t got nothin’ for ya’ll but my distractions and my empty panderings. But that’s good enough for you, I hope? I wish! I pray! Who knows. Refresh this page at work and brace yourself. The universe trudges.

Monday Morning Commute. Every Monday I’m going to detail the various things I’m either currently or will be watching, reading, playing, and listening to in the next seven days. It’s Monday. You’ve got a long week of school, work, or compulsive masturbation to get through. Tell me what you’re diggin’ on to get through the drudgery.


Watching / Scott Pilgrim Vs. The World
I ain’t read the graphic novel. And I’m fatigued with Michael Cera. But I dug the fuck out of this movie. It’s a hyper-kinetic, ultra-absurd blowjob for 8-Bit culture. As a Child of the Paddle and as a Teenager of the Analog Stick, this movie massages certain glands to points of ridiculous swell.

[As an aside, I typed “game” by accident instead of movie on my first time through the sentence, and that should tell you all you need to know about the movie.]

It’s the most genuine fun I’ve had in the movies in a long time. For the nineteen seconds I actually reflected upon it, I think the most fun since perhaps Star Trek last year. The film is for the Twitter-Facebook-Gimme-More generation, unrelenting in pace. I didn’t even have time to wonder if I was missing anything in a newsfeed. It is quite literally Bright Lights and Dazzle for under two hours.

If you’ve ever written secret epistles to Sonya from Mortal Kombat, or fought someone because you couldn’t beat their score in a level of Tony Hawk, this movie is probably for you. If you’ve ever climaxed at someone’s esoteric video game reference, or gotten into an argument over where the first Magic Whistle was in Super Mario Bros. 3, this is probably for you.


Listening / Wale, More About Nothing
I love me some Wale. And I love his latest mixtape, More About Nothing more than I like his first official release last year. For exactly Free.99, you can take a jaunt through some tasty tracks. I don’t really know how to describe why I enjoy music, and I usually abscond from recommending it. It comes off something like this “The beeps, bumps, and lyrics make me smile. They may/may not be enjoyable to you.”

There you go.

I would abstain from mentioning my current jams, but I’ve had this on rotation for almost ten days with very little coming between the ending of one listening and the beginning of the next.

If you like hip-hop, you may/may not like this. If you like hip-hop, you may agree/may snarkily call me lame for liking it.


Reading / Thor: The Mighty Avenger
If Scott Pilgrim is raw fun, then this is its best friend. They have similar tastes, and behave in similar manners. The comic is simply fun. Take a walk on the wondrous side with Thor as he figures out what our world is all about, while suffering from similar detachment from his pater that so many of us can relate to. It’s fun, and its a refreshing take on the God of Thunder.

This Thor? He smiles. Isn’t it crazy? He’s majestic, not perpetually pissed. He wields lightning, but he doesn’t have to smolder continuously as he does so. It’s refreshing. There’s so many titles that work through themes in a blanket of darkness and malaise. So far, the comic allows for enjoyment to supersede dark pontificating for a while now.

Just because circumstances are dark throughout a storyline, doesn’t mean those suffering unto them have to be equally as miserable.



What are you fools diggin’ on? Hit me.