Monday Morning Commute: We’re all Cybertrash at The End of the Digital World

This is Monday Morning Commute. During Sprang Break! Spring Break! Sprang Spring Break Break! What’s up, meat-bags. How are the Feeds treating you? Do you feel well? Has your primal reptile-brain-piece been sated by the constant deluge of gifs, memes, lists, inconsequential SportNews, and other miscellany? Of course not. Of course not. We cannot ever get enough, for the Physical can never be Sated. Such is life. Such is life.

Upload your mind to a computer and face the horror that you cannot slough off Primordial Want simply when you slough off your mortal coil. Genetics transcend the Physical. They’re hard-coded into our circuits, no matter whether those circuits eat up meat-space or cyber-space.

But hey, that’s fucking okay. We’re in this together. Whether we’re nano-clouds in the NanoCloud, or whether we’re meat-monkeys in the HardSpace.

While we’re here, Here, or here, let’s share what we’re looking forward to this week. Let us share the various distractions that we hope will (and secretly know will not) fill the gaping maw in our Existential Guts.

I’ll go first. I hope you join me in the comments.

What are you up to this week?

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Listening To: ASAP Ferg’s “New Level”

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Playing: The Division

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Mere Days Away From Binging: All the Daredevil. All of it!

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Probably Seeing: Zootopia with Samantha

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You Should All Watch: This Lucha Underground three-way match

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No Seriously I Can’t Stop Playing: The Division (send help)


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Wanting To See: Midnight Special

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Still Amazed By: Buckaroo Banzai

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Pretty Dope: 10 Cloverfield Lane

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Eating, Always Eating: Pizza

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I’m On: Spring Break. Fuck pants!

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What are you folks doing this week? Let’s chat.