#November2017
Views From The Space-Ship: Atom by Atom, Books Upon Books
It’s that time again, motherfuckers. Indeed, it is that time again. That point in the week where I share the view from my carbohydrate-heavy, popculture-slickened gilded cage. That’s right, it’s Desktop Thursdays! Per usual, I hope you share a look into your own world in the comments section.
Buy These Flippin Comics!!! (10.09.13) – Battling Boy Edition
You know the drill, peeps! Hit the jump and lets get down to the nittiest of the gritties: Pull Lists. I show you mine, you show me yours, we giggle and point like schoolchildren, we compare and contrast, and I do my damndest to hip you to the comics you SHOULD be buying this week. Get clicky with it, because this week brings us some delicious books. See you inside.
MONDAY MORNING COMMUTE: LIFE ONE QUARTER MILE AT A TIME.
Welcome to Monday Morning Commute. This is the column where we all slow down enough to talk about what we’re enjoying on a given week. Me? How am I doing? Why, how kind of you to ask! As you may or may not know, I work on a college campus. And this week I’m lucky enough to enjoy the week off between Spring and Summer semesters. I’m going to spend the next seven days trying to figure out what that fuck I’m going to be teaching in a month, watching The Most Ill of all Bro Movies, and throwing a party at my new apartment. It’ll be a good week.
JUNOT DIAZ wins $500k ‘GENIUS GRANT’, vows to write monster book. ILU, Junot.
The shit! I’m not even done picking the boogers out of my snot-covered face after finishing Diaz’ This is How You Lose Her when this bomb drops. The son of a bitch has been given a half-milli genius grant, and homeboy is pledging to use it to finally write his monster book.
JUNOT DIAZ, this is how you gain me. Crap puns! No f**ks given.
Oh Amazon Prime, bless you for this gift. Well shit, I paid for it. But I’m still really fucking excited.
Monday Morning Commute: Gooey Groined Existential Bliss
If you listen closely during Autumn here on the Eastern seaboard of the Empire, you can hear the gentle hum of the Universe. Raised hairs on the nape of your neck, don’t despair. You are sensing during the Fall the quiet passage of Existence. For some it drives them into intoxicants, lonely. For some, it drives them to intoxicants, relishing the diminished weather. For me, I find a gentle joy in the gathering of family around roasted beasts, around football games, around the scattered leaves and the comfy clothing.
This is Monday Morning Commute. The column where we all gather and share what we’re enjoying on a given week. Let us not acknowledge the grind this week, but rather enjoy our little community. Humming along towards star stuff repurposing, humming along together.