Pour out a tiny tub of garlic butter sauce at your next meal, and mourn 'til you join the PapaJohns.com Bowl. College football's premier postseason contest named after a pizza chain website is abruptly no more, with the company declining to pick up its contract option for 2010 and beyond in the wake of the Papa's new deal with the NFL.
Holly, 30, Aquarius. South Georgia, by way of the 213 and the cradle of the atomic bomb. I've been a stagehand, a bartender, a sketch writer, a video editor, a propagandist, a political intern, and a sportswriter. I work here and play here, dropping college football science seven days a week. For your consideration, a motley assortment of work samples are available to the left (where all the words are). Want my resume? Know where a displaced SoCal belle can find some ocean waves in Georgia? Tell me.
