Hi. I’m Mark. 

Crappy Catholic. Dysfunctional lifer. Professional disappointment with a sense of humor.

I was raised in chaos, trained in co-dependency, and baptized in the holy water of guilt and sarcasm. Now I make things — podcasts, shirts, cartoons, dark jokes — mostly so I don’t explode.

This isn’t a self-help site. I’m not here to fix you. I’m barely holding it together myself.
But if you’ve ever looked around and thought, “Is it just me, or is everything completely insane?” — you’re in the right place.

I make fun of faith, family, feelings, and failure — usually my own. This is where dysfunction gets a voice, trauma gets a punchline, and the inner child throws a Molotov cocktail.

No refunds. No apologies.