Pamela Ribon

Month: September 1999

  • strange and tragic

    what do you blame when you’re done blaming el nino? Eric met a person whose name rhymes with Mr. Bigglesworth.  This has caused me to giggle constantly for several hours now.  Can you imagine?  I heard another guy on the radio named Jeffrey Dahmer.  You know the first time he heard about Dahmer on the…

  • dogs, dogs, dogs

    [scripty] ERIC You know what I love about you? PAMIE Hm? ERIC I know that you will always laugh at animals doing something wacky or if a mascot gets beat up. PAMIE Those SportsCenter commercials totally rock. ERIC Yeah they do, sweetie. PAMIE Tee-hee. [/scripty]

  • “look at choo!”

    the proper response is not “bless you.” Polaroid Stories gets a review And, a plug for Eric’s show: SLOW NIGHT AT MCLAUGHLIN’S Marshall Ryan Maresca wrote and directed this play, which depicts a languid evening at the Irish bar owned by the McLaughlins in Norville, New York, whose quiet is disrupted by an unexpected visitor.…

  • holly hobbly

    my new nickname and why taylor is a bad kitty Sometimes a weekend feels like five days. Opening night was a big success.  We sold out, and had to turn people away at the door.  They brought in extra chairs.  People were sitting on the floor.  We had a good time.  Eric enjoyed it so…

  • pamie plugs

    because i’m both short on time and nervous Sometimes the day just gets away from me. Oh, yesterday’s MTV VMA totals:  I got 8 out of 21 correct.  I put Madonna winning in the wrong category.  If I had thought about it more, I probably would have figured it correctly.  Big surprise:  Eminem.  What I…

  • all hail korn

  • scattered

    random thoughts and plugs Tonight is preview night for Polaroid Stories.  Preview means it’s basically an open rehearsal where you can come and see the show for free if you’re going to have a hard time coming to see the actual shows on the weekends.  Usually other actors, directors and techies come that night, since…

  • what? who? huh?

    losing my religion. and my keys. where’s my car? I want to be more organized.  Right now I’m more unorganized than I’ve ever been in my entire life.  My house is a mess.  My carpets are stained.  Dirty clothes have taken a corner of my bedroom hostage.   My car smells like a Burger King.  The…

  • deja blew

    time:  two nights ago place:  our apartment, playing cribbage cast:  eric, pamie, taylor

  • pretty in pink

    high school confessions and lost muscle tone I got home yesterday to find a package on my table.  No, it wasn’t the latest book I’d ordered from Amazon.  It wasn’t CD’s.  It wasn’t a friendly package from a Squishy reader.  It was Tae-Bo Live Advanced 3.  Billy apparently decided to continue the series. I don’t…