An unworthy Deacon, named for the brother of God: James, striving to "work out his salvation with fear and trembling" within the Tradition (paradosis) of the Eastern Orthodox Faith. It is a strange and marvelous journey, and I am accompanied by the fourfold fruit of my fecundity. My wife, the Matushka or Diaconissa Sophia, is my beloved partner in the pursuit of Theosis, and she ranks me in every way.
Gathering once a month, save periods of fasting, the "League" meets in order to enjoy some manly-stuff such as sampling scotch, bourbon (etc.) that most of us would never be able to afford on our own, eating, and smoking some of the finest pipeweed available (in our price range). As a side we also solve all of the world's problems.
Cool! And I thought I was the only Orthodox to openly admit to a love of the pipe-weed (or cigars). Guess we aren't very Russian. It's a shame I'm no longer in the Pacific Northwest -- would that I were.