Holy crap! The Wrecking Dolls read my blog!!! Scary Schiavo said she would provide me with a shirt. I really don't think life can get any better than this. Several rugby friends and I have decided that if there were ever a thing to closely rival rugby for fun-ness and kick-ass-ability, roller derby would surely be it.
I feel like I felt when I was 12 and Luke Perry sent me an autographed picture in response to my stupid fan letter. Except that the Wrecking Dolls have much better hair than he did and they are tough in real life rather than playing a tough person on television.
It's very strange to be 25 years old and star struck by people in my own age group who are most likely very fun and nice. Hopefully, I haven't delved too deep into obsession and can actually think of something articulate to say if I ever meet them in person. (Something like "Hey! Where do you get your roller skates? How can I get a leopard helmet?")
After years of nomadic temporary employment, advanced degrees, and chocolate ice cream, a rugger with a love of knitting and a cyclist with no domestic skills signed a Ketubah and bought a house in Pittsburgh.
4 comments:
Maybe Scary will be star struck by YOU!
how did they find your blog? did they read it before you went to see them? that is so COOL!! i'm impressed.
This is how I would feel if Alton Brown emailed me. XD
ally mc kill has a pink leopard helmet, you should ask her where she got hers...
~Sharon Fluids
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