Category: Pamie
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still coming clean.
Amazing that we’re still, still, still talking about The Soap. I remember the day AB and I found The Soap’s website (oh, my golly, four and a half years ago!), completely written in Japanese. We tried desperately to get that soap on this continent. I’m happy to see Arsoa’s gone ahead and made an English…
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gearing up for dewey…
Things have been ridiculously hectic in pamie-and-glarkland, so Dewey might be a little later than usual this year. So here’s something you can do in the meantime for a quick karma fix. It’s really easy, and incredibly generous.
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go, ray, go!
I want to write about this weekend’s Festival of Books experience, but before I go all nerdtastic on you, and continuing the “Where Are They Now” aspect to my posts lately (Michelle is working on an update about her mom for all y’all), I have to give excited props to my former roommate Ray, who…
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Fake Viewer Mail
[readermail] Hey, Pamie. Longtime reader here. I was just wondering what happened to your friend Michelle Biloon, the one who used to run an advice column in your forum with her mother? Fun fact about Michelle: She once got her viewer mail answered on the Letterman program. True story! Love, Bigger Michelle Fan Than You…
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where ya at?
it has become that strange world where my friends have fallen into the television.
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maybe if i called it “a” liquor store?
I just bought a bottle of vodka at the liquor store. After handing over my purchase, the man behind the counter said to me, “See you tomorrow.” … That can’t be a good sign. (I’ve only been there twice!)
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Sending Letters to the Universe
Happy Birthday, Jeff “Old Man” Long. Uncle Junior is wearing a party hat and not much else. Dan, I miss you. Please come home soon. Al, if the B-52’s can write a love song to a wig, so can you. Rebecca, I cannot wait to throw down at your wedding…but how will we ever top…
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keep your armies in your sleevies.
Whenever I open a new bag of cat food and pour it into the cat food container, Taylor acts like he just won a jackpot, pulling himself up to the stream of kibble, trying to catch one in his mouth mid-stream. I can’t imagine how much more delightful and tasty one-second old kibble is compared…