*blue balls not included.
I’ve been holding on to this giveaway item for… WAY too long. My apologies for its delay in posting, but many thanks to Protech for participating.
What I love best about my Protech Dent Mouth Guard: because of its inherent custom-fitted properties, the ability to talk and drink and breathe during practices without removing the mouth guard is invaluable. Because as we all know, the second we... 
Look at this: ANOTHER GIVEAWAY! Way to make blogging interesting this month, eh? {OPEN TO READ AND ENTER}
It's difficult to come back to blog, after being so uninspired to write for so long... GOOD THING I HAVE A GIVEAWAY.
Spiderman: my HERO (and you can be a superhero too... READ ON! 
UPDATE: Winner has been selected and notified. Thanks again to Bricolage for the giveaway -- and for their invitation to see the show. Cheers!
Did you know that I went (and subsequently dropped out of) broadcasting school? As with many things in my life, I realized that path was not for me -- but not after dishing out, in this case, a few hundred dollars for the experience. While the thought of being behind-the-scenes of both television and radio production is geek-tastic, that opportunity was squandered because of the overwhelming effects of my social anxiety directly tied to being ON camera or ON the air. Yet, that's always where the teachers (and students) seemed to want me. {keep reading for more... and a GIVEAWAY!} 
Me? I'm a gatherer. Most importantly, the boyfriend is also a gatherer. Thankfully, I am not an ultra-gatherer because that description had VERY little to do with my personality. But I'm sure my result had everything to do with the "what would you do if you saw a giant, hairy spider" question of the test (otherwise, I think I would have scored a little higher in my category).
But what does it all mean?! Last night Pittsburgh bloggers were offered the opportunity to check out a special preview for Bricolage's Hunter Gatherers performance. 
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.
