Pamela Ribon

Tag: Hair

  • Activating Chao Camp: Absence of Dignity

    July 4th Weekend, 2009: a bunch of fools descend upon Anna Beth Chao’s home in Monroe, Louisiana for four days of beer, music, Sonic, and whatnot. Anna Beth, Allison and Pamie talk about a number of issues, including the state of their hair (or lack thereof), their superpowers (or lack thereof), and dignity (or lack…

  • maintenance

    Yesterday I made a list of people I needed to call to schedule appointments. At the top of the list: allergist. Mom called yesterday morning and said, “Have you seen the wheat doctor yet? I really want you to be able to eat bread again.” I think the next time I come to town, she’d…

  • I promise I’m not dead.

    I’ve just been incredibly busy. I could write about my current work schedule, and the different jobs I’m juggling concurrently in books, television and film, and have a deep discussion about trying to have it all in a town where you’re never done trying to have it all while trying to keep some semblance of…

  • more excuses

    I’m glad Irwin’s giving some excuses as to why the very last thing I want to do right now is write a blog entry. It’s 12:30 in the morning and I’ve just finished writing something that’s due tomorrow. This is the first night in a week that I got home from work before midnight. I…

  • A Night With Mousy and the Puppethead

    We walk into the tiniest little Tiki bar on Sunset, where “Everybody Plays the Fool” is on the jukebox, mashed-up with some reggae beat. We take a seat and wait for Tom and Frank, who are meeting us for a drink before we go to dinner and a movie. Frank and I talk about the tiny…

  • dropping in

    dropping in

    I am at a hair salon, the one I go to on Sunset, and while I’m waiting to take these pieces of foil out of my head, I decided to open my computer. Here, at the salon, I have wireless. It is times like this when I don’t understand why people fear technology.

  • i hurt my feet for him

    This is the cell phone conversation I overheard this afternoon: “Yes, well, if you want four bridesmaids and then yourself, it’s one-fifty for each bridesmaid, and then for you it’ll be about four hundred, unless you want an up-do, and then it’ll be closer to five or five-fifty, depending on what you want. Now because…

  • No Labor

    that’s the plan, anyway Late update today. Sorry. Kicking off Labor Day weekend a bit early, which is nice. So, it’s been 104-106 around here every day, which is unacceptable, if you ask me. It causes me to shed.