After music, architecture, incense, and free wine, the best thing about Catholicism is the Friday night Fish Fry. It was a joyous event back when my family was pretending to be Catholic to get lower rates at St Mary Magdalen school. These fish frys featured thick cuts of cod filet, deep fried (or deep fried earlier in the day and then baked). They came with, as you’d expect, fries and slaw. It was fantastically delicious. Most Catholic churches don’t do…
Before I get right into the Penny Dreadful tarot, I’ll take a mo’ to remind you all that I’m reviewing Penny Dreadful for GeekBinge. The first episode looked like 75% vampire wank, 25% cool Frankenstein stuff. The second episode was fucking incredible. If you check out my review, you’ll see that Alex Price (Proteus) stopped by to give it a read. Squee, am I right? Before the show aired, I went ahead and ordered the Penny Dreadful Tarot from the…
Turns out, the new Supreme is me.
When I was a kid, religion was not really a thing at our house. Mom practiced no faith, and her husband was a non-practicing Christian who had no patience for people who thought anything other than Christianity was “real.” We learned about Santa before we learned about God/Jesus. My grandparents took us to church sometimes, but it had no more meaning than a movie or a concert to me. I had a public school teacher who made us pray, and…