#February2016
‘Destiny 2’ coming in 2017; Expansion for original coming this year
It appears that Bungie is not done with the original Destiny. Despite reports that the game was being put on ice until its sequel being fairly common, Activision has announced the original title will be receiving an expansion this year. Maybe/probably/sort of because the sequel has been pushed back to next year?
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Bungie President Steps Down; ‘Destiny 2’ reportedly delayed
Man. I really liked The Taken King. But then I was told, “Oh yeah, no more thick, glorious content-based DLC for the expansion”, which seemed somewhere between insulting and ludicrous. Not how you manage a fanbase, Bungie. Then! I was told this was because Destiny 2 is dropping this year. It wasn’t a valid excuse to me, but it was a reason. Now! It appears that we ain’t getting Destiny 2 this year *and* Bungie’s president is stepping down.
Weekend Open Bar: We’re trying to plug a hole in the universe!
Ah! A toast to the Elder Ones for allowing me to make it to another Weekend. I am currently caught in some sort of time-displacement, shuffling between the expansion and contraction of Linear-ExistenSpace. Weeks that fly by, while feeling draining. Moments that drag on, while evaporating at impressive speeds. But that’s neither here nor there, for the next couple of days! It’s the Weekend! And with that comes the Open Bar.
Weekend Open Bar: Go Van Gogh on a house rat!
It’s the freakin’ Weekend, baby! Halloween Weekend, to be exact! Slice your flesh-sack, provide the blood to the altar! Summon a wonderful fucking weekend for yourself, and the other denizens of the Perpetually Decaying Universe! Entropy! Ain’t nothing more fucking terrifying than that! But we’re here! We’re here, together! So let’s hang out at the Open Bar!
Monday Morning Commute: Carl’s HMO Didn’t Cover His Cybernetic Lungs
Hello, Sentient Folk. Welcome to Monday Morning Commute. This is the weekly call-and-answer column that sits atop the throne of existential feces that is The First Day of the Work Week. Within this aforementioned conglomerate of poorly formed sentences, cheap dick jokes, and the passive voice, I tell you what I’m looking forward to during a given week.
Then you holler back with your own choice arts, games, movies, comics, songs, philosophical musings. Let’s do this! Together!
Monday Morning Commute: The air was crap, but the SynthiBeef™ was half-decent
Ah, the early evening on a Monday of a long weekend. The past few days a welcomed respite from the grind of the semester. The next few days an unwelcome reminder of the daily grind. But I should not be too glib — I’m well rested, psychologically mending, and certain that I can grit out the next few days on campus. Though, if I may subvert and contradict myself — some of the “longest” weeks are those coming on the heels of an extended break. The body, it adjusts so quickly to levity, gaiety, enjoyment. 11 o’clock existential start times. Alas! Alack! Enough grousing.
Allow me to embrace this Monday Morning (non-)Commute. Allow me to share what’s going on in my world, what’s on my mind, and the armada of distractions I’m either using, or anticipating, to help me through this week. Then share your own! Let’s do it as a “squad” if you “will” you know?
Tuesday Afternoon Commute: Dad Says The Atomic Bomb Is A High-Five From Zeus
Welcome! SpartanFuckLords! To Tuesday Afternoon Commute! The day late edition of Monday Morning Commute! I’ll level with you. I worked until 7:45 pm yesterday. By the time I got home (8:30), ate dinner (turkey chili) and began to relax (put on sweatpants and ate an entire box of Star Wars Chez-Its while laying down), I was no longer willing to open my backpack. Unleash my computer. Type up this column! But now it’s here! Monday Morning Commute! By way of Tuesday Afternoon Commute!
This column! Where we share the ArtsFartsBooksBeatsVideoGamesEtc we are looking forward to enjoying during a given week! I’ll go first! Then you share what you’re up to this week! What are you drinking? Playing? Reading? Ruminating over? Let me know~
Tuesday Afternoon Commute: A Toast to Earth Being Toast!
Here’s a toast to the douchebags! Here’s a toast to the gluttons! To the slave drivers, to the apathetic consumers. Here’s a toast to the MarauderCorporations! To the BottomLineSwine, to the trash mongers! Earth is Toast, so let’s share a toast! Ain’t nothing we can do about it anyways. Let’s dance while the Palaces Burn! Together! And what a perfect column to do so in.
Monday Morning Commute Tuesday Afternoon Commute. Here’s a toast to the hard workers! To the people just trying to get by, to the loved ones who love their loved ones. Monday Morning Commute Tuesday Afternoon Commute. Where us trash mongers, hard workers, BottomLineSwine, we can all gather. Share what we’re up to this week. Be it the books we’re reading, the road trips we’re taking, the kids we’re trying to raise.
We’re all in this together, so let’s hold hands as we rocket not into Space, but off the cliff.
Weekend Open Bar: upon the shores
Hello, friends. And welcome to Weekend Open Bar. The column that sits us around the poisoned watering hole at the End of the Pop Culture Universe. It’s a little gathering we do every week. Where share how we’re celebrating the End of the (Theoretical) Work Week. Certainly many still work, but for others like myself there is the illusion of reprieve. I tell you what, it certainly will feel like an illusion tonight when I’m lesson planning for next week’s classes.
