Monday Morning Commute: Meditation and Magic
It’s Tuesday, somewhere. It’s Tuesday, here! But, is it really Tuesday here? Who knows when you’re accessing this. Or, how you’re accessing this. From a phone, in 2025? From the past, via a digital-psychic projection? Are you wallowing in flesh-bound linear timespace? Or, have you transcended? Am I even fucking alive when you read this? Am I even alive right now, as I type this/typed this/will be typing this? Man, I don’t fucking know.
What do I know? That I’m lucky enough to have a place to vomit about space. What do I know? That I’m lucky enough to have you fellow fellows who are willing to engage in my hippie stupidity! What do I know? That I’m about to share what I’m looking forward to this week, and then I’m going to humbly request you join me in the comments section!
How the fuck does that sound? Did that sound? Will that sound? Hopefully good/good/good!
This is Monday Morning Commute.
Weekend Open Bar: JCVDamn it feels good!
Greetings and well-tidings, motherfucker! The All-Father himself has graced the post’s image this weekend! And that? It can only mean good things! How are you all, fellas? I apologize for going in absentia on Monday, but you know how it is! Oh, you don’t? Just busy, dudes. Teaching can be a real son of a bitch! Of course, we’re talking strictly time-wise. I love teaching, legit.
But, I’m here now! Fucking sweating! Fucking grooving! Ready to kickoff another weekend during this summer, during this pandemic, during this journey on Earth during the End of Days! I know, that got a bit morbid! However, all you motherfuckers can cheer me up!
How? By shooting the shit right here this weekend! At the Open Bar! It ain’t exactly the Gathering of the Juggalos (though ICP seems eerily progressive and pro-science these days), but we are definitely a collection of castaways, weirdos, and otherwise fantastical beasts. And I mean this in the best way possible!
So, let’s hang out this weekend! What are you playing? Some glorious misery porn in The Last of Us Part II? You watching anything? I just finished Mr. Robot, and I wholeheartedly recommend it! Or, perhaps you’re our own Eduardo Pluto! Quietly endeavoring to finish The Stand before me!
Whatever the case, let’s fucking party!
Monday Morning Commute: Please Stand By
You know how fucking long OL has been around? This ain’t the first time I’ve used “Please Stand By” as a MMC title. That said, it felt apropos as fuck, so I’m rolling with it. As well, I must confess, I didn’t realize I was reusing it until the url generator inserted a 2, but here we are.
Straight-up? I miss you fucks! The semester hit, and blammo! I fucking disappeared in a cloud of dust. I suppose it’s to be expected, but I suppose I don’t think it’s acceptable.
Oh sure, I share articles. And, like, one or two of you appear to comment. But, a good old-fashioned fucking Monday Morning Commute where we hang out? Shoot the shit about what we’ve been enjoying? Been too long. Far, far too fucking long.
So, I hope you meanderers, lurkers, and longtime friends come out in the comments section!
Here’s what I’ve been digging since the last installment.
New ‘Battlestar Galactica’ series coming from ‘Mr. Robot’ creator and I’m wholly the fuck in
[Update: It ain’t a reboot, it’s within the same mythos. Even cooler, fuck yes!]
Battlestar Galactica is being rebooted for NBC’s streaming service. Typically, this would make me shriek and tug at my pubes in a fury. However, it’s being rebooted by Sam Esmail. You know, the dude behind the equally-as-reality-questioning Mr. Robot. So, I’m fucking in. All in.
‘Mr. Robot’ Final Season Trailer: Fuck society one last time on October 6!
The trailer for the final season of Mr. Robot! I ain’t fucking watching it! I want the entirety of this final dance to be fresh for me.
‘Mr. Robot’ Final Season Trailer: How Many People Have You Had To Hurt?
Bro! Let’s fucking go! Trailer for the final season of one of my favorite shows of all time.
‘Mr. Robot’ creator jokes that final season is “one very long Christmas special” and I’m down for this!
Sam Esmail! Got jokes! Apparently, Mr. Robot‘s final season takes place across one week in Christmas of 2015. This has lead the dude to proclaim it a “Christmas special” while I proclaim that I just need this shit. Now.
‘Mr. Robot’ officially ending with its fourth season, and I’m happy with the decision
Shout out to Mr. Robot for not overstaying its welcome. You know, like so many shows. Its creator Sam Esmail confirmed that its next season shall be its last.
‘Mr. Robot’ likely ending after next season, which is good cause don’t drag out dope shit
Mr. Robot‘s first and third seasons are some of my favorite television, ever. However, an unwatchable second season is sandwiched between. In my eyes, this is attributed to a lot of stalling by the writers. So, I’m glad that the next season of the show is the last. Some straight-up end-game shit. No stalling, no fucking around. Fuck society.
‘Mr. Robot’ renewed for Season 4, which is great fucking news to me
Mr. Robot is getting a fourth season, and man, maybe we can have nice things. Even though I’m three episodes behind, the third season of the show has been blowing my ass-hairs into orbit. However, despite it’s fucking quality, I haven’t heard many people talking about it. Well, whatever the fuck, whatever the case, we’re getting more of the show. Good.