‘Tis the Sabbath, and the only place you should be congregating is at the church of the Last Movie Outpost

Once more, the stench of your sin permeates every fiber of the Outpost. So, once more, we must prepare your

Winter. A dark and cold time where, in your indoors-bound, cocooned state, you may feel temptation get the better of

Pride, greed, probably slutiness, but the greatest sin is geekery! It lives adjacent to that one about worshipping graven images,

The summer of sin, with its alcohol-fueled barbecues and ladies in summer dresses, may be a distant memory now up

Spring is in the air, and as we emerge from the harsh depths of winter (or the burning furnace of

This week’s confession booth makes me feel old. I don’t want to sound like Clint Eastwood in Gran Torino, but

Deck the halls, let the bells ring out, follow the star, and bring gifts. Just not that shit you brought

As Christmas approaches, the opportunities for sin increase exponentially. From the office Christmas party, to that thing you make your