Michael Caine and Christopher Nolan cannot quit one another. Nay, they refuse to even think about it. The two are reuniting for Interstellar, and they’re bringing along Jessica Chastain.

This movie is going to be tits.

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My lightsaber is igniting.

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One of the minds behind songs that had my dong fiercely swinging in tandem with my banging of head throughout my teenage years has passed away. Slayer guitarist Jeff Hanneman has died due to liver failure, assuredly giving the Devil a rather nasty friend to shred along with. (That’s supposed to be a positive comment, don’t get your knickers in a twist.)

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Here is a little heartwarming story wrapped in the comforting blanket of scientific progression. A 2 year-old has received an artificial windpipe that was grown from her own stem cells. Lords of Kobol willing, it shall be enough to save her life.

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Cassini has captured one of a few rogue portals into Diablo’s Lair, this one being on Saturn. Look at that shit! A blood-churning blood-filled hurricane of doom! Oh, don’t give me anything about spectral filters. Or extrapolations. That is how it truly looks. I can feel it.

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The airwaves are not safe! We are going to need to take our communications to broad-band telepathy. You know, we must don our aluminum plated salad bowl helmets and transmit that way. ‘Cause the rest of the avenues are being watched. Legal or not.

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Fuck yes! Grow, Netflix, grow! For you have given me a taste of House of Cards and I need more. I feel more confident with every new subscriber that I will be able to see my second season of the tasty show.

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Hello friends, this is Monday Morning Commute. The column where we share the various interests, annoyances, and niceties we’re looking forward to this week. How are you doing? Still moving them lungs, drawing the nutrients necessary to persist within the OMNIVERSE? That’s wonderful to hear. Check out what’s on my mind this week.

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If your first grainy taste of Jamie Foxx as Electro wasn’t good enough, take this blast deep into your dome. It’s Sir Foxx as Max Dillon, the dorky malcontent that naturally goes on to throw down with Peter Parker.

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Yeah, we’re going hard on the Only God Forgives tip around here. That’s the glory of your own small, unsponsored, marginally supported blog! You can do whatever you want! So here is the aforementioned poster which you may not care about, and that’s okay!

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