Author: Pamie
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What I Do Miss About the Holidays
Just about everything. And this: I was only in Los Angeles for the night. I dropped my suitcase at home, drove to Hollywood and rocked it with my fake rock band until the wee hours. Dana closed out the night as only she can. Props to Josh, Sarah, Scott, Allison and Buster for the background.
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What I Don’t Miss About the Holidays
These people, who was I trapped between for a flight from Burbank to New York. See, she needed the aisle because she constantly had to pee. That’s what she told me when I sat down. He needed the window because he wanted to take pictures. That’s what I figured out when he couldn’t stop taking…
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My Only New Year’s Drunk Dial Was From My Soberest Friend.
Normally, Dave Cole does not drink. In fact, until the last few hours of 2008, I believe he’d never touched a drop. The Power of Anna Beth worked again (see: everything anybody has ever done that wasn’t their idea and might not have been the best idea but made everyone else happy), so at her…
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holiday reading, past and present
Chuck Klosterman: Downtown Owl: A Novel. Also sometimes known ’round these parts as “The Metropolitan Urban Area of Nocturnal Birds.” The past two books I’ve read dealt with blizzards. And then the next, a thunderstorm: Max Frisch: Man in the Holocene, which was sad, haunting and filled with geology. Adrian Tomine: Shortcomings I always feel…
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File Under: Oddly Satisfying
I know it’s weird and obsessive, but if I’m flipping through a magazine and there’s a photo of a bookshelf, or if I’m watching television and one is in the background during an interview, I’m going to stop paying attention to everything else in order to read the spines of the books. I can’t help…
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So what had happened was–
It’s a couple days before Christmas, I’m at Grand Central Station, and there’s some time before the train to Connecticut. Not a lot of time, but some time. Enough to grab a drink. There’d been some drinking the night before, so I didn’t want another glass of wine. I just wanted something to sip while…
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Keeping Up Tradition
Same place, same day, new year, new terminal. Thankful for the things that stay the same, grateful for the things that are new. Hmm. I did have a picture taken from last year’s Jet Blue post-Xmas flight, but now I remember I never got to post it, as a woman sitting at the table next…
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Activating Niya
Here’s the thing about Niya. She sits across from me at the table every day, and while I never know exactly when it will happen, there will be a point where she goes off. Sometimes it’s over something seemingly innocuous, like cookies. Or dogs. I particularly enjoy the times it’s about how she would have…
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in celebration of hot nerdy boys.
[scripty] PAMIE How was the rest of your weekend? DANA Good. I just… I’m so frustrated, because I’m having to do all these graphs for this class, and I don’t understand some of this computer shit. I mean, I’m very smart. Obviously. But then like, I don’t have to know Excel for any part of…
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day without a gay
It’s International Human Rights Day. Gay or straight, find a way to be of service today. Fight H8 with love.