Pamela Ribon

Tag: Moving

  • It’s Not That Scary: Shooting a Gun

    It’s Not That Scary: Shooting a Gun

    I’m not sure how Jason got it into his head that I needed to shoot a gun. I know that he’s not the only person in my life who assumed I would enjoy such a thing. Chris Huff, a weapons expert, has wanted to take me to a shooting range for years. It’s only his…

  • sage.

    Sage, the smartest dog in the universe, the one who helped my sister survive high school, nursed my dad through chemo and radiation, and helped my mom with both her empty nest syndrome and finding her footing after Dad died, was put down yesterday after sixteen long, wonderful years of life. Sage understood an incredible…

  • Guns N’ Roses: G N R Lies

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  • where i’ve been.

    where i’ve been.

    I’ve been emailing this morning with Heather and Jessica about how I’ve always wanted to change the letters on the HOLLYWOOD sign to read HURRYUPANDWAIT.

  • Toad the Wet Sprocket: Pale

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  • Bumming You Out

    My thoughts are with those dealing with Katrina. I used to live in Hinds County, Mississippi, and I know what it’s like to wait out a storm, wondering at what point you have to evacuate. [db] When I get to work in the morning, there’s usually the latest draft of that week’s script on the…

  • spiders on spiders

    If most of the men in my life have one thing in common, it’s a fear of spiders. I don’t mean the kind of ickiness where you know there’s something weird and it freaks you out — like one man who had a fear of birds. This I came to understand. The eyes. They’re dead.…

  • closure.

    I had only driven through Palm Springs once, since I left it twenty years ago, and that was when I was moving to Los Angeles, the Meat of Cheese sitting by my side. I remember feeling nervous as I drove through it, and I called home to tell Dad I was driving though the place…

  • plays well with others.

    Whenever I had to change schools as a kid, I’d always get really sick on the first day of school. It was always stomach related, and made me feel like I was going to throw up from sadness. In fact, I’d be so sad I could actually start heaving. It meant I almost always missed…

  • are you kidding me?

    I can just go to the coffee shop as usual and work on my computer but now I get free internet access just because my computer has airport? Seriously, why didn’t anybody tell me about this sooner? Updates for those of you who have been emailing: Mom’s doing okay post-surgery. Her finger should be healed…