#March2018
Views From The Space-Ship: A Celebratory Jig
Let’s all do a celebratory jig for the arrival of Spring Break tomorrow! Oh, you’re not partaking? Well, shake your ass anyways. As Freddy Nietzsche said, “we should consider every day lost on which we have not danced at least once”, ya feel? Anyways, this is a lot of padding before an underwhelming Desktop Thursdays! I don’t take many photos lately, namely because my phone is a shattered collection of glass and guts masquerading as an iPhone 6. Camera is juddery as fuck!
But, enjoy the photos below! Of my desktop(s), my doggo, and a glorious chocolate lab we babysat last week! Then, share your own existences in the comments section. Allons-y!
Views From The Space-Ship: Strange things are afoot
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.
Views From The Space-Ship: Otherwise Known As Hoth
Desktop Thursdays! Coming to you live from Hoth, or at least a place within the Empire proper that feels like it. Been a brutal week of weather here in Massachusetts. A collection of days reaching subzero temperatures, punctuated today by a good old fashion blizzard. But wait, there’s more! Tomorrow with the windchill we are going to be hitting -20. The most fucked up part? I dig this shit. Dig. It. So does the Lucy the Snowbeast, and so I imagine it’s only a matter of time before the two of us go romping and stomping around the neighborhood.
Anyways! Again! This is Desktop Thursdays. Wherein I give you little voyeurs a glimpse into my life. Real world, virtual world, textual. Then, by god, by the Gods, you share your own in the comments.
Without further ado!
Views From The Space-Ship: The Oasis From The Stasis
It’s Desktop Thursday, my dudes! The blog installment where I puke up some putrid portrayals of my tangible and intangible existence. Additionally, it’s the weekly invitation, nay, challenge to show me your world! Splay your existence across the comments section. Write large your own banality, buffoonery, benevolence! ‘Cause community is all we got in this hardened, coarsened, spiraling madness of a world. Let this community, this commune, this gathering aboard the Space-Ship Omega be your oasis from the stasis that is modernity.
Views From The Space-Ship: make trash edible again
Woah! Oh! Shit! Woah oh shit shit oh woah! It’s Desktop Thursdays! I’m currently: burning the fuck out of my mouth, trying to house some chili. I’m currently: supposed to be on my way to the gym. I’m currently: typing this up in a hurry, so I can finish the aforementioned two other activities! It’s Desktop Thursdays! Check out my world(s), and then share your own!
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.
Views From The Space-Ship: Shred The Gnarl
If I’m being honest, I don’t do Desktop Thursdays on the weekly because some weeks, you know. Some weeks I just haven’t accumulated enough artifacts of my life to make it worth sharing with you. But! This week, I have returned. So let’s Dance the Dance. I’m going to drop on you a glimpse or so into my world(s) – virtual, physical, existential. Following that, I hope you’ll share glimpses into your own!
Views From The Space-Ship: The Gospel Of The Omega
It’s been, according to the CalculationWizards, two weeks since I’ve done a Desktop Thursday. That’s aiight-aiight-aiight. The reason? The reason(s)? I don’t know, man. Ennui? A lack of pictures taken during the week? Both? Neither? Both-Neither! But here I am-am-am. A new post! A new look at my world(s) across the past two weeks. Tangible, intangible, virtual, aesthetic, heroic. All goes! Share your own views in the comments section!
Weekend Open Bar: They Were Promised Freedom; They Received Double-XL Pizza
Oh shit! And a good weekend to you, as well! This is the Weekend Open Bar, the one-stop madness-shop for hanging out on the weekend. That is! If you’re a frequenter of the Space-Ship Omega. That is! If you’ve just wandered by (you poor soul) and found us this weekend. Join us! Join us, all of you. And do what? Great question!
Monday Morning Commute: 2 Minutes To Midnight
Hello, friends. Welcome to Monday Morning Commute. The column that serves as the Balm that soothes the Unrelenting Burn of It All. Within this post, the lot of us wearied travelers come together. We feed each other Chez-Its, and perhaps too lovingly brush the crumbs from one another’s lips. We rub each other’s backs, leaving the hand perhaps a moment too long on the small of one another’s back. And most importantly, we share the various Arts & Farts that we’re looking forward to on a given week. The sort of Necessary Distractions that illuminate our lives, titillate our brains, and distract our souls from the Maelstrom.