Author: Pamie

  • Best two lines said to me over the past day:

    “Oh, she was always buying bras and eating these strange pretzels.” And: “Bring all the girly things that make you look pretty.”

  • on the forum

    You are talking about: Horrible Music Quickie Divorces Brad and Angelina Harry Potter and Menstrual Cups. I love you freaks.

  • From: glark@televisionwithoutpity.com To: pamie@pamie.com Headline

    From: glark@televisionwithoutpity.com To: pamie@pamie.com Headline Fun for Pamie.

  • Listening to Carlos Mencia on

    Listening to Carlos Mencia on Stern. He is the hardest-working man I’ve met in this business. I know everybody’s busy, but I have no idea when Carlos sleeps. He took an early chance on me, and I’m grateful for everything I learned from him.

  • matter and antimatter

    I spent the morning watching What the Bleep Do We Know, a movie with a very silly name, a Yanni-esque website, and a scene with a ridiculous wedding interlude, but a movie that got in my head nonetheless. It attempts to explain quantum physics in the most layman’s terms, relating it to our perception of…

  • go somewhere else for a little while

    Chris’ writing is so intense and perfect it has a smell. I love it.

  • Jessica.

    Let’s see. Bit of a wine headache, little bit groggy, and feeling like I spoke all the words ever invented — must have hung out with Jessica last night. She arrives at my house and it’s like Texas has come for a visit. Always in a patterned skirt/blouse combination absolutely nobody else could pull off.…

  • Half a Tank of Gas

    Yesterday. 7:00am — So. Tired. 9:00am — 10 miles Drive to Hollywood to meet and welcome the new kid. He does not disappoint. I draw a not-to-scale and only slightly inaccurate map of all the Los Angeles he’ll need. [Hey, Eric. Last night I drove through Culver City. It is nowhere near Sherman Oaks. I…

  • 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…