Houston Adventures: Friday 13th equals Cheap Tattoos

Back in my adolescent years, I grew up watching the slasher flick Friday the 13th. Halloween back in my day would be bombarded with bloody hockey masks on young boys pretending to be Jason, the insane killer in the movie. My grandmother, a devout, and practicing Catholic, even had advice on how to steer your day “curse free” on Friday the 13th. After living through many Fridays associated with the ominous number thirteen, and getting through most without much ado, I realized that Friday the 13th wasn’t as bad as most would like you… Read More

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