I just, just saw Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure for the first time last week. Man, it’s a tremendous movie, and after finally basking in it, I feel as though I’ve discovered a long lost part of myself. Where am I going with this? Well, this right here is Desktop Thursdays. The theoretically weekly column where I share a look into my varied lives, and then ask you to do the same in the comments section. And if I’m sharing a look into my existences, I would be remiss if I did not open with a B&T gif. It’s my soul this past week.
And remember, folks. Be excellent to each other.
Watch in sublime horror as we create the technology that will (hopefully) give rise to Caprica Six’s taut buns reacting to No More Mr. Nice Gaius’ lil weiner.
Check out this photo from Ron Moore’s next show, 17th Precinct. Hell yeah, Baltar, Lee, and Six are in it.
And a good god damn. I knew that I was going to love Fallout: New Vegas. I just didn’t realize that it was going to cater to someone as warped and depraved as myself. Like, seriously. This game is going to feature (suggestions only, unfortunately) robotic fisting? You have to be god damn kidding me.
ESRB Rating via Destructoid:
There is also an extended sequence suggesting (no depiction) sexual activity with a robot (e.g., “Fisto reporting for duty . . . Please assume the position,” “I suppose I should test you out . . . Servos active!” and “Something wrong with someone if they got to f**k a machine.”).
Fucking stupendous. I wish I could describe to you how funny I find the suggestion of getting fucked by a robot, or more properly, fisted by one. And the fact that this is being featured in a big market game makes me hopeful that someday when the world of overrun by the robot apocalypse, they shall spare a whole legion of people like me, who were way ahead of the curve on the idea of Robot-Human fluid-based interfacting.