Rumor time, biatch! Infinity Ward is teasing something. What is that something? Good fucking question. Some initially believed it’s a sequel to Ghosts, the universally shat upon installment in the series. That’s been debunked, though. So, folks are speculating that it is, finally, Modern Warfare 4. Hit the jump to check out the teaser.

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Kenny Omega ain’t just the best wrestler in the world (and an obvious brother of mine, look at his surname). Nope. He’s also a total gaming nerd. He’s got moves named after Final Fantasy VII and Street Fighter. So, I can’t find the words to express how much this gives me a boner. The creators of Undertale made the dude his own promo for the upcoming Wrestle Kingdom 13.

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Look at this Frosty The Snowman-lookin’ motherfucker! It’s none other than Ultima Thule, the farthest object ever explored by a spacecraft. Space, my friends, is fucking rad.

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An inestimably large part of my childhood has sloughed the mortal coil today, friends. Here’s to him helping cut glorious promos in the sky with Macho Man and others.

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We ain’t the only ones stumbling back to work this January. None other than Frankie Castle is going to be back on his grind. Check it out after the jump because fucking Twitter embed.

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This news is going to excite a lot of people. I am not one of those people.

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Anyone who has been around OL for a good amount of time (coming up on ten fucking years) knows that I absolutely abhor fucking “best of lists” with a fury. They’re divisive, inflammatory, and lead to bickering and bitching. That said, anyone who has been around OL for a good amount of time also knows that I love cultivating a community wherein we can share dope shit. With that preposterously verbose preamble in mind, I’d like for us to gather and share our Favorites of 2018.

The fashion and function of this motherfucker is to share what we really, really enjoyed this year. As a means to reminisce and share your faves with people who have potentially missed these sweet, sweet thangs. Additionally, it’s a space for others to share their fucking faves that you may have missed. I by no means consider myself to have good taste or particularly incisive insight (especially since I’m rushing to get this out before NYE dinner), so take or leave this list! But, please, please share what you’ve enjoyed in the comments.

There were my favorites of 2018.

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As a headcase, a verifiable neurotic, a society-dwelling maniac, I often have mixed feelings about New Year’s Eve. Add to the fact that my life has thrown me some real curveballs over the last few years, and, well, I don’t necessarily always look forward to this evening.

There have been New Year’s Eves that I’ve felt absolutely breathless. I’ve watched that ball drop while struggling to not keel over, counting down while remaining unenthusiastic about walking the road in front of me. There have been New Year’s Eves where I’ve felt ravaged by the previous twelve months, like a sailor aboard the Pequod starting to understand the captain as madness incarnate. There have been New Year’s Eves where I’ve felt existentially disheveled, like a time traveler regaining consciousness only to realize that he’d hit a couple of extra buttons before launch.

I don’t exactly feel any of this right now.

Today, in this moment, I’ve got my breath – it’s slow and deep and thoughtful, and the cool air feels great on my hot lungs. The road in front of me, well, I have to admit that I can’t see too much of it at all. But what I can see looks inviting, or, at the very least, it doesn’t look too foreboding. I still feel like a sailor aboard the Pequod, but I’ve made peace with the fact that I’m on this goddamn voyage — there’s no wishing it away — so I’m going to do my best to help my fellow crewmates when the elements try to kill us or when that incorrigible captain thrusts us into danger, and I’m not going to forget about the simple pleasures of the saltwater breeze or the sunbeam precipitation. And, of course, I still feel like a time traveler, but as I look around I take solace in the fact that the lot of us, every single one of us who cruised at a time-speed of 365 days per Year, we’re all dusting off our trousers and exclaiming “That was wild!”

If I’ve learned anything, it’s that I have no fucking clue what my life will be like next NYE. I have some guesses, but I’m not a gambling man so I’ll just keep them to myself. Instead, I’d like to offer my sincere hopes that you find the next year full of the good health, the great experiences, and the transcendent love that makes this thing called life worth it.

“Live long and prosper.”

Welcome to this year’s final MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE!

When I’m at the helm of the MMC, it normally consists of me presenting some half-baked science fiction and then explaining what stuff I’ll be checking out in the next year.

But since the year ends today, I’m feeling reflective and speculative. So, now that you’ve slogged through my half-baked reflection, let’s think about what’s to come next — it could be for this upcoming week, month, or year.

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The X-Men are home, folks. Okay, okay, almost home. With the Disney-Fox merger expected to be consummated soon, all nerd eyes have turned to Kevin Feige. Expectantly wondering the same thing. Bro, when will Marvel Studios start developing X-Men movies? And, we have an answer. Next fucking year.

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Hey! Here’s a look at NGC 3981, which is gorgeous! Despite being short and stubby, cause hey. We’re all beautiful despite our flaws, right?

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