My mind was spinning in a black hole collapsing into itself like a “we fucking told you this would end the world” Hadron Collider disaster. Just behind my drive-in movie screen forehead was a low-budget indie flick of a short-circuiting electric wireframed milk crate tumbling through black space… That was what I saw Monday night when I shut the bedside light and closed my eyes. It was beautiful. A “My God, it’s full of stars” 2010 moment, but at the same time, I question what the hell’s going on in there… I suppose a freakish “Tron” trailer is better than seeing a gerbil on a treadmill, but is that activity due to too many hours of computer stare downs, excess MSNBC, or an unhealthy buildup of swimmers? Discuss.