when SPN fandom and real life collide
So, I decide to visit one of my former Boston neighbors for a cup of tea and a catch-up. She's what you might call a character -- elderly, wonderfully kind, extremely smart, funny, and just a little off. Her wig is always a little askew but it suits her. Endearing.
For 8 years we lived across the street from one another and often chatted; but never once did we talk about religion. But last week during tea I said something nondescript about having to look into our hearts for answers to life's tough questions -- and the next thing I know, my neighbor is talking about the Bible.
And how Lucifer is locked in the cage.
So help me, I said "Right! He's in there with Michael!"
She lit up like I'd just given her a gift, and we were off to the races -- after she corrected me. Apparently, Michael is guarding the cage, not in it. (I don't know what kept the words "OMG poor Sam! And Adam is still there..." from dropping out of my mouth.)
Anywhoo, you can imagine how it went from there. She favors a literal interpretation of the text, which gave me a couple of small openings to toss plotlines from SPN and Dogma into the mix -- which I did, but only because they were actually helpful. Otherwise I'd have been sitting there with my jaw hanging open for the duration of the chat.
As wacky as it was, I left loving her just a weensy bit more.
You just never, ever know.
For 8 years we lived across the street from one another and often chatted; but never once did we talk about religion. But last week during tea I said something nondescript about having to look into our hearts for answers to life's tough questions -- and the next thing I know, my neighbor is talking about the Bible.
And how Lucifer is locked in the cage.
So help me, I said "Right! He's in there with Michael!"
She lit up like I'd just given her a gift, and we were off to the races -- after she corrected me. Apparently, Michael is guarding the cage, not in it. (I don't know what kept the words "OMG poor Sam! And Adam is still there..." from dropping out of my mouth.)
Anywhoo, you can imagine how it went from there. She favors a literal interpretation of the text, which gave me a couple of small openings to toss plotlines from SPN and Dogma into the mix -- which I did, but only because they were actually helpful. Otherwise I'd have been sitting there with my jaw hanging open for the duration of the chat.
As wacky as it was, I left loving her just a weensy bit more.
You just never, ever know.