Pamela Ribon

Tag: Tiny Wooden Hand

  • Memory Lane

    alright, at heart, it’s a cop-out entry If Lenny Kravitz keeps this up, mark my words, in a couple of years there’s going to be an insecticide commercial on television called “Fly Away.” In the unexplained phenomena category: Both of my ears are pierced. I used to wear two small silver hoops in them about […]

  • lack of focus

    no one ever asks my opinion “Who are these people?” Eric asked yesterday on the phone. “My readers.” “Like fan mail?” “I guess.”

  • big time

    big time

    UPS in time for my PMS There’s something in my eye.  Despite the fact that my left eye is all teary and inflamed, I’m still cranking out my entry. Everything I do, I do it for you. Yesterday I received a package in the mail.  It was a very heavy box.

  • making a list, checking it twice

    but end up eating chicken fried rice It doesn’t matter how much you plan a day out. It never happens the way you want it to.

  • paranoid

    living with spies and wooden hands Okay, so I made another mistake on the Super Bowl entry. Pippen now plays for the Rockets. I tell you, it’s hard to keep all of this sports stuff straight in your head. I was at dinner with Eric on Friday night and we were discussing the entry. He […]