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Monday Morning Commute: Say My Name!

monday morning commute say my name

Oh! I bet you thought you’d seen the last of me, huh? Oh, you didn’t? Just assumed I was in some sort of depressive, hermetic state? And that I’d emerge eventually, temporarily recharged? Well, fuck. You know me! Anyways, hey! Great to be here. Great to see you. Your teeth look wonderful, and your genitals look plump. Fantastic, fantastic! Anyways, I won’t belabor you much longer with this viciously verbose opening. Instead, I’ll pivot to the purpose of this here post, Monday Morning Commute!

To tell you what I’m enjoying lately. Be it active enjoyments, or portents of fun things on the horizon this week.

Then, per usual, I hope you’ll share your own warm-and-fuzzies in the comments section.

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Monday Morning Commute: Higher. Further. Faster.

monday morning commute higher further faster

Hey, fellow crew mates of the Space-Ship Omega! How the fuck are you? I know it’s been a minute since I punched out a Monday Morning Commute, but what do you want? I’ve been busy! I got mental health issues! It’s cold, and snowy, and miserable, and I just want to lay under my anxiety blanket until the worm turns on this shit-ass season.

But, this week I’ve pushed through!

Ripping opening the door to the Space-Ship’s common room and hollerin’ for ya’ll to join me in it! Come hang out, and let me know what you’re looking forward to this week! As well, inform me of the various tunes, toons, tits, and other sundries you’re currently enjoying!

Not sure how this works? Eh, I don’t believe you! However, like any good spinner of pedagogy, I’ll model the exercise first! Then, you join me in the comments.

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Weekend Open Bar: Call The Ball, Dickhead

weekend open bar call the ball

Oh, golly gee, oh golly gee fucking willikers! It’s the Weekend! This is the Open Bar! If you’re reading this, you’re alive! You’ve made it through another week! Or, you’re proof that there’s some sort of thin membrane we cross upon death, only to haunt others from Beyond. That said, welcome! Be you mortal, immortal. Trapped in a perpetual liminal state, or coasting towards death along with me!

Fuck me, fuck me sideways! Where am I? What was I doing?

Oh, oh yeah! Welcoming you to the weekly weekend wanking Open Bar!

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Monday Morning Commute: four and three and two and one!

monday morning commute four and three and two and one!

Hey! It’s Monday Morning Commute, on a Tuesday! Again! Man, truthfully? There ain’t much going on in my life right now. Just the humming doldrums of the post-Holiday, pre-Spring existence here in the Northeast. It’s cold! That’s whack. It’s getting lighter out earlier and earlier! That’s dope.

And the forthcoming notables?

They’re the various spectacles and testicles-tickling activities helping me make it through the ashen week.

I hope you’ll join me in the comments section, and let me know what you’re looking forward to this week. To be honest, I’m in a bit of a rut. So, I could use anything you can suggest. Hit me. Hit me!

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Omega Plays: Dead Cells – Part 2 – Heaven Is In Your Butt, Dude

Talking about Bateman’s swollen balls. Like, that’s all I can remember. Talking about his refraining from porn and masturbation, and how swollen his balls must be. Pray for him.

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Desktop Thursdays: god damn it!, we’ll make it if you believe

desktop thursdays we'll make it if you believe

You fucks, you want a little look into my world? Into the sundry happenings, peoples, and animals that populate my existence? Then, good goddamn. You’re in the right place. This is Desktop Thursdays! Your glimpse into my world(s)! And, I hope you’ll share a look into yours in the comments section!

The following installments cover, good god, from November 1 until January 24! I, I gotta be better with these.

Excelsior!

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Omega Plays: Dead Cells – Part 1 – Bros Don’t Bow To Blizzards

Playing DEAD CELLS. Talking SHIT. Ruminating on the staggering homoeroticism that is 300. Bemoaning the Powers That Be covering up Aquaman‘s tits. Other nonsense.

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Monday Morning Commute: Check Out That Fucking Sunset!

monday morning commute check out that sunset

Oh, we in the fucking Teeth of it now, friends.

At least here in the Northeast, and other sundry places currently eating Winter’s Shit. The teeth, you ask?  The teeth, I shall explain. We have entered that interminable period after the holidays where it’s all snow, slush, and gloom. There are no holidays to look forward to. And while the days are getting longer once again, it’s hard to appreciate when it’s -13 with the fucking windchill.

Oh, we in the fucking Teeth of it now, friends.

But, at least we have our frivolities, right? And, isn’t that what Monday Morning Commute is all about? Sharing the frivolities we’re looking forward to on a given week, to get us through the grind?

It is, indeed!

I’ll go first.

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OmegaPlays: The Messenger – Part 7 – We Are Just Humble Cowboys, Hunting Legendary Beaver

The finale to our playthrough of The Messenger! Honestly, I’m posting this a week late, so I don’t really fucking remember what went on in it! Check it out! I’m sure it has cheap dick jokes, genuine bro camaraderie, and a sizzlin’ chat.

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OmegaPlays: The Messenger – Part 6 – Boners Out For Ian’s Birthday!

Hey, fuckers! Did you miss the stream on Saturday night? If so, what the fuck! But, we got you covered here. Jump into the first stream of the new year! We talking boners. We playing The Messenger. We spending too much time debating Black Mirror: Bandersnatch‘s merits, its medium, and other bullshit. Bags is housing tacos. Ian’s talking about taking his pants off. The fuck you waiting for? Let’s go!

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