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NASA’s Juno spacecraft has successfully entered Jupiter’s orbit
Yeah, boy! Juno has successfully entered Jupiter’s orbit. The spacecraft sent a message a mere 540 million miles across the solar system to let NASA, and you know, the rest of us know.
‘Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2’ footage coming to SDCC; it “won’t” go up online
Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 2 is dropping some new footage at this year’s SDCC. Don’t get too excited, fellow plebs not attending the convention. The footage won’t be going online. ‘Cause the VFX are always early in these SDCC previews. That’s what James Gunn says. Anyone who has frequented Daily Motion or Tumblr or Anything Else after a SDCC preview knows that the footage? Probably going up online.
Space Swoon: NASA’s Juno spacecraft’s last shot of Jupiter until it’s in orbit
NASA’s Juno spacecraft is powering down in preparation for its insertion into the gas giant’s orbit. Whatever may come of this attempted insertion, Juno has left the world with one final snapshot of the planet.
Monday Morning Commute: We’re all riding shotgun with Entropy
We’re all riding shotgun with Entropy.
That’s the long of it, the short of it. Celebrated the Fourth of July twice this weekend. Once at a friend’s apartment, who I consider to be family. Once at my family’s house, who I consider to be friends.
Me, my friends, my family?
We’re all riding shotgun with entropy.
The Universe wasn’t paying much attention to our celebrations. Too busy housing Everything. Too busy searching for that sweet, sugary Heat Death at the end of it all. Expanding endlessly until it won’t.
Me, my friends, my family, the Universe?
We’re all riding shotgun with entropy.
The wife I married, the dog I love, the friends I cherish, the family I belong to, the Universe that carries me.
We’re all here until we’re not.
We’re all riding shotgun with entropy.
I don’t know what to make of this, other than to appreciate my wife, walk my dog, hang out with my friends, and stare lovingly at the stars when the nights permit. This isn’t profundity and it isn’t resignation.
It’s a shrug and a smile in the face of the Absurd. What else can I do?
We’re all riding shotgun with entropy.
This is Monday Morning Commute. The column where I slather onto this particular digi–space all the items, all the miscellany, all the bullshit that I’m interfacing with on a given week. You know, when I’m not staring into the raging chasm of Void and Stars, condemning the tragic mistake that is self-awareness, while simultaneously praising the Cosmic Joke for stumbling into giving us clowns self-awareness.
It is my optimistic encouragement that you’ll share what you’re up to this week in the comments section.
Watch: Redditor creates working ‘Pokemon’ game inside ‘Minecraft’
I, I don’t understand Minecraft. But I respect the fuck out of its users and it.
‘Xbox Play Anywhere’ is launching September 13th
Starting September 13th, Microsoft is going to be going totally, like, full-integration between their XB1 and Windows 10 platforms. As someone is about to sell their XB1 because all future first-party titles will be playable on the computer (and frankly if I end up getting their new XB1 next year, I might as well maximize my value for the current one, while missing out on…nothing), this has me excited.
Weekend Open Bar: Arcade Summer
Welcome, friends. To the Extended Weekend Open Bar! Carrying us through the Fourth of July. For those of you lucky enough to have a long weekend, salutations! For those of you unlucky enough to have to work either this Weekend, or the Fourth, salutations anyways! I imagine there’s going to be some seared-flesh breath being aspirated at the computer screens and black mirrors as you folks hopefully join the Bar. Contributing to the camaraderie on the Space-Ship omega whenever you take a break from doing your duty of celebrating God’s Finest Creation, America. By consuming animals, hops, and igniting conversations at cookouts and fire-based sky sparkles.
If you don’t know, the Weekend Open Bar is your virtual one-stop for shooting the shit during the weekend. As Head Czar of the Space-Ship, I encourage one and all to share what they’re up to. Share the animal-flesh you’re going to sear in supplication to George Washington. Share the movie you’re going to see, doing your American best to prop up our economy. Share what you’re reading at the beach. Whatever you’re doing, join in.
Buy These Flippin’ Comics!!! (6.29.2016) – Tentacles Tantalizing The Alien Illuminati
How many narratives can you fit into your skull, concurrently? How many narratives can you ingest whole hog, before the sheer volume of whole hog-narratives begin to compromise your enjoyment of each one of those narratives, individually? It’s something I struggle with, if no one else does, on a daily basis. The amount of comic books that drop on a given week worth reading, just the ones you know about, are aware of, is staggering. Then combine those titles with an entire month’s. Then combine those an entire year’s. Then combine those with all the movies you watch, games you play, television you ingest. Narratives upon characters upon tropes upon motifs upon subtexts, forever and ever, twisting and writhing in on themselves until they’re one anxiety-inducing pastiche of memorable immemorable moments. Granted, that’s if you, like me, place value on doing something other than simply ingesting. If you dare yourself to pause, if you dare yourself to find the time to pause, and reflect upon what you’re consuming. Slamming shut the consumer-gullet for but a moment and attempting to dig your fingernails into the meat of the mess.
What does this have to do with comics? Comic books present the clearest ideation of this problem for me. Week after week, what should be enjoyment, presents itself as an onslaught. Eat all these narratives, Ian. Mash them in mouth, swallow them whole, then try and find the will to remember the story lines and the energy to poke around at the edges of the comic books’ themes, ideas, et cetera.
What’s the alternative? Read less, more. I suppose. But even then, the gnawing sensation that I’m missing gets me. What’s the alternative to the alternative? Consume wildly, recklessly, not pausing to appreciate, but rather viewing the Stack as something to be conquered.
All of this is to say I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed with the Comic Book World, but hey. I’m here.
This is Buy These Flippin’ Comics!!!. The (theoretically) weekly column where I list what I intend to purchase on a New Comic Book Day. Provided my anxiety can be contained, that my medicated moat staves off the Enormity of It All. Per usual, hit up the comments section with your own purchases. My list is by no means all-encompassing, or reflective of a “Best Of TheWeek”, but rather the titles I’ve stumbled across. TL;DR if this list sucks, please help me by pointing out what I missed.
Don’t know what dropped this week? Here’s the list.
