Hi, I'm Mac. I'm like Sabrina the Teenaged Witch—but *neckroll, tongue pop* guh-rown and black. This my experimental podcast. In this inceptive episode, I begin to tell the story of my spooky lineage.

My great grandma had a seeing eye, and if you stood behind one of her shoulders, you might get a peek over the Great Divide. My dad is from Haiti, a misunderstood island nation where Voudon isn’t just a religion—it’s complex, nuanced weaponry in the despotic house of nepotism. My mom made us go to black peepo Church where exorcisms happened often enough that ushers provided vomit trashcans to peeps at the altar as an amenity. Needless to say, as a kid my spooky a** wanted to be on check wid God, ya feel? 

Now I’m practically atheist. What happened? Well, I've got an irreverent sense of humor, and so much time thanks to the Coronavirus. So come and chill, fam. You might need a corona for this one.