*blue balls not included.
Well, hello ladies and germs. I have returned from the cold, choppy seas of Tampa/Cozumel. With no tan. Not even a new age spot or cleavage wrinkle because we experienced perhaps twelve minutes of sunshine. I ever expected to wear my Cleveland WINTER gloves to a concert on the Lido Deck of a Carnival Cruise. For serious.
But in all other bad-assedness, this vacation was by far one of the most fun, coolest, and awesome-of-awesomest times of my life. More to come on that.
I think my land sickness has finally subsided, and it’s back to the grind. Expect some typical Mel stories, as well as great reviews on concerts and music in general. Thanks to all the great bloggers and friends who sat in for me while I was away — by the looks of things, you loved the additional humor, the TMI… and who doesn’t love HOT roller girls?!
Peace. Love. Save the Haitians.
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This blog is about pursuit: a transplanted Clevelander (me) in a new city (that's you, Pittsburgh!), pursuing the role of a self-employed copywriter, becoming a roller derby badass and somehow merging all my to-do items into one ever-growing Bucket List.
And of MY boyfriend. His blue balls started this mess.
