Views From The Space-Ship: Spooky Season!
It’s spooky season, motherfuckers! And look, it’s a ghost! The Ghost of Desktop Thursdays, rising up! I know I’ve been gone for a hot minute, but here are some looks into my life! I hope you’ll share your own in the comments section. But, if you don’t?! No fucking problem!
Views From The Space-Ship: Television is reality, and reality is less than television
Hey, comrades. How are you doing? A bit blanched by the banality of existence? A bit staggered by the Sisyphean grind that is consciousness? Well, how about I offer you a little distracting voyeurism? After all, that’s the point of Desktop Thursdays.
A look into my life! My existential, digital, and meat-case vibes.
Then, if you’re so inclined, provide me with a little material in the comments section. An escape for me through your own world(s).
Views From The Space-Ship: autumn arrives on austere winds
It’s finally kind of, sort of, autumn here in the Northeastern arm of the Empire. The wind has gotten crispy, the leaves have gotten crispy, the heaters have gotten crispy. I’m excited! Stoked, even. I must, however, I must not glance at the weather for the upcoming week. For I shall see, I know I shall see, yet another spike in the temperature.
I’m tired of sweating, dudes. I’m tired of my balls smelling like a Dagobah swamp, dudes. Ready for the death of it all, ready to pray to the Ones That Don’t Exist that I get to witness the rebirth of it all.
But that’s neither here nor there. Or, wait, is it actually both Here and There?
Anyways, anyways, blah blah blah. This is Desktop Thursdays. A look into the life of yours truly, GarbageLord and Steward of the Space-Ship Omega. I hope you’ll share your own life in the comments section.