Well, the lights are back on. The air purifiers churning out recycled farts. The humming of the nexus-engines providing a soothing-if-not-ominous brown noise. The Space-Ship Omega has been roused from its slumber. ‘Cause sometimes going home isn’t always bad. After creating a Discord last year for OL acolytes (it’s not a cult, but it’s also not not a cult), the question became rather daunting: what purpose did a blog serve? It was a question which hounded me from tip to taint, and I suppose eventually I fell upon the misbegotten answer. I decided that the blog served no purpose.
I was incorrect, friends. You see, it’s a smaller, more intimate gathering for those not up for the perpetual word-vomiting of fellow Space-Ship inhabitants. But, as well? It’s a fantastic archive of my travels through space-time. The blog proves to be snapshot of my existence at various points in my linear meat-space existence. If this blog ain’t for anyone else, it’s for me. But I hope it’ll also be for you.
You see, going home isn’t always bad. Sometimes, it’s exactly what you need. A reprieve, an enclave, an oasis.
This is Monday Morning Commute. Grab a pop, pop off your pants, and let’s shoot the shit about what we’re looking forward to this week. And if it’s only me? Babbling to me? Into infinity? I’m fine with it.
After three goddamn fucking interminable years (featuring, as the trailer notes, the end of the world), Atlanta‘s third season has got a trailer. Three fucking years! What a brain melting, soul-crunching time it’s been since the second season dropped. But at least we got more surreal, trippy, engaging Atlanta to help ferry us through these post-end times.
What a big swing a year makes. I’ve gone from “I don’t think Boba Fett should return” to “Man, I’m so fucking pumped for The Book of Boba Fett” and shit. Life comes at you fast, you know? Anyways, here’s the first fucking trailer for the show, and I really dug it. Admittedly, it’s a bit different than I expected. Like, a crime show? But, fuck it. Let’s go.
It is, in fact, very difficult for me to write headlines for The Witcher season 2’s trailers, because I haven’t seen the first. I really want to! But I haven’t. However, I wanna share this shit, since I know so many people (understandably) love it.
We’ve known for a long time that Jupiter’s Great Red Spot was fucking superficially huge. But, we haven’t known how fucking deep it was. Until now! Thanks to Juno, we know that motherfucker is up to 310 miles deep. Goddamn!
Am I exhausted with Marvel Studios? Yup! Am I apathetic towards Jeremy Renner’s Hawkeye? Yup! Am I annoyed they’re adapting the classic Hawkguy run? Yup! Am I still going to watch this series because I’m infatuated with Hailee Steinfeld? Yup!
I don’t know why I’m covering this Spotify news that they expect to have over 400 million users by the end of the year. Not really in my wheelhouse, you know? But at the same time, I’m intrigued by our slow march towards intangibility. Everyone slough off physical encumbrances, all while I’m wanting to get more and more back into tangible media. It’s a weird time.
It’s insane to think that prior to this news, all 4,000 exoplanets we have discovered have been in the Milky Way. With this fucking find? My word, does the Cosmos ever open up. Like, I sort of assumed other galaxies have planets, but this confirmation is wild.
‘Dune: Part Two’ is officially happening and its dropping October 2023. Well fucking done, everyone!
Dune: Part One was fucking awesome. But hanging over that son of a bitch was the uncertainty regarding a sequel, and whether we’d ever get to see the full book on screen. Well, that shit ain’t hanging over us anymore. Dune: Part Two is happening, and it’s arriving in October 2023.
Well, Microsoft decided to call our bluff. Those of us who really don’t believe Halo Infinite has a campaign. Fucking company dropped a trailer for it today! Fuckers. Seriously though, while I’ve always assumed it existed, I never had much faith in it being anything special. After the trailer today? Even more certain it’s going to be a big bag of whatever.