About Mel

Need to Know

Mel — that’s me — is a 30-something Pittsburgh blogger who started Life, Liberty & Pursuit of Your Boyfriend in 2003 (on Blogger *shudder*). Somewhere in maintaining an actual relationship and exposing my past mishaps on the Internet, I crush on David Dellucci Mark DeRosa (shit)… any “hot baseball player to-be-named” in white pants, Ryan Gosling with facial hair and any woman on the Maxim Hot 100 list.

I love to blog. A lot. My mission is to talk about penises as much as you talk about your children. So… stop that already.

AB (“Arrogant Bastard”), the male half of this partnership, is endlessly amazed that the house plant WILL NOT DIE!, and that I have managed to make two healthy cats totally fat. But totally happy. After living on my own for many years, however, I still have no clue how to cook or have the balls to kill a spider. THAT’S WHAT BOYFRIENDS ARE FOR.

While two-day hangovers have taken the place of 2 a.m. happy hours, I like to think I’m still entertaining. Sales of late-night sandwiches have declined in a personal effort to not live up to my award for Best Barfly (ahem, 2006). Having a stomach for good food — because now, I’m all mature and “foodie” – and a body that craves the outdoors,  I am willing to do/eat most adventurous things at least once. But I am not eating bugs. Or horse meat.

During coffee-induced insomniatic episodes, I travel down a career path incorporating writing, social media and general PR awesomeness. I’m a community manager, of sorts. Between blogging and book ideas, craft beers and market cheeses, I’ve developed the mind of a Sex Geek. I am the awesome creator behind Penis Tuesday — endlessly amusing and educating you about all-things-manhood.

Most all of my free time is devoted to the Steel City Derby Demons, as part of the B-Unit team. Roller derby is my homeboy.

I have varied interests that include: roller derby, reality shows of the “guilty pleasure” genre, horoscope warnings of Mercury in retrograde, the diversion of LGBT entertainment, classical music by Carl Orff remixed into a kick-ass techno song, participating in holidays that require more drinking than family, Bob Seger classics, vintage coats and key necklaces, camping-as-a-second-language, any film by Mel Brooks or with Gene Wilder (preferably both), concocting guacamole recipes with whatever produce is in the fridge, poking fun at the Missed Connections folks on Craigslist, discovering travel highlights like Michael McDonald’s star in St. Louis’ Walk of Fame, snow angels,  freshy-fresh doughnuts and reminding folks that maple syrup belongs in a cupboard and not the fridge.

Originally from Cleveland, I pursued AB (and his career) to Pittsburgh, where I will hang my head in unified despair: not welcome with Steelers fans and shunned by Browns fans. Regardless, I think kayaking the three rivers, exploring the local neighborhoods, and finding my place in a new home will be an awesome experience, n’at.