I’m the primary grocery shopper in our household. It’s just how it’s worked out in the whole division of labor over the years and I’ve come to terms with it. Grocery shopping is a necessary chore that requires, believe it or not, some degree of finesse in order to survive the experience. Those of you who grocery shop regularly get this. Those of you who don’t, listen up.

Grocery shopping is especially difficult for Type A personalities. Type A people don’t understand the lingerers, the fingerers, or the hanger arounders. Type A’s just assume everyone who grocery shops will do so in a linear fashion with focus. Focus is the name of the game and Type A’s want everyone to have it.

As a Type A person myself, I’ve had to adjust to the grocery store experience. I’ve learned to smile at people, I’ve learned to apologize (even when it’s not my fault that the other persons cart is taking up the entire aisle), I’ve learned to be patient and not blow my stack at the mind numbing waits in the check out line. I’ve learned these behaviors over many years because it just makes the entire ordeal easier.

Now then, Jeff is also a Type A personality. Unlike me, he claims to enjoy grocery shopping. I have to assume it’s because he rarely does so. He likes the fantasy of picking out sugary cereals, grabbing chocolate cookies, and stocking up on mint chip ice cream since those items rarely make my list.

When he insisted that he go shopping with me last week, I gave him my best “are you sure” look. He was not deterred.

Inside Kroger, Jeff barreled down the aisle’s with his ‘get it done’, ‘clear the field’, and ‘hurry it up bud’ attitude. He had little old ladies scampering to the side of the aisle and children fell silent as he whizzed by. He was on a roll.

Of course, it all fell apart when we hit the check out line and the lady in front of us had a purse full of coupons. Jeff’s face turned red and I swear I saw steam rising out from the top of his head. His voice got loud and he nearly shouted, “This is #@!!# ridiculous!” Fortunately, I knew it was coming so my “SHHHHHHUSH!” overrode his expletive.

He was a caged lion trapped. His hunt was over, derailed by the less focused. As we left the store I heard him muttering, “There should be rules about coupons. Rules.”

What a rookie!

Until next toon,




Jeff and I aren’t exactly adventurous eaters. When we arrived at O’Charley’s we decided to try something different. By something different, we thought chicken with rice and broccoli instead of our usual chicken with pasta and broccoli.

We studied the menu. Right next to the Cajun chicken pasta was Santa Fe Tilapia. It looked like grilled chicken topped with peppers and tomatoes. We thought the Tilapia referred to the peppers and tomatoes. Surely that was how folks in Santa Fe ate their chicken. Surely.

We were wrong.

As we stared in horror at our meal, our server stopped by our table to check on our status. Jeff asked, “Is Tilapia fish?”

She shook her head up and down and her jaw dropped open. She leaned her head in toward us and said, “Would you like to order something else?”

That’s when I made the silly declaration, “We ordered it- so we’ll eat it.”

I lied.

Ten minutes later, we motioned for our bill. Our server said, “I hope I’m not rushing you.”

Jeff said, “Oh no. We’re done.” He waved his hand toward me, over the fish and then back toward himself as he said, “Besides, you’ve got stories to tell about the two rubes sitting at table three.”

She lit up like a Christmas bulb, her embarrassment palpable.

Needless to say, Jeff over-tipped.

Until next toon,


*BONUS CONTENT* I show you how I made this comic HERE. Yay comics!


Fan Base

Most of us who create, be it writing, photography, painting, comics, miming, dog whispering, etc. want to share our passion with others. We want other folks to experience our handy work and if we’re lucky, return for more. Essentially, we want to build a fan base.

Now, if the thought of building a fan base for your work feels over the top and too egotistical, perhaps you can instead visualize a stack of electric fans whirring away stirring up dust and clearing the air. Breathe in… breathe out… in… and out. Better? I thought so.

How to build a fan base is another matter entirely. It depends on your time, your personality, your resources, your particular brand of talent, and even on a bit of luck.

This I do know. To build a fan base, you’re gonna have to work at it. It’s not enough to create great stuff. You’ve also got to put it out there under as many noses as possible. And yeah- I see you getting all anxious and worried I’m about to turn into a crazed motivational speaker.

You could just rent a crane and stack up some fans. You’d probably get fifteen minutes of fame on CNN… you know right before they locked you up in the funny farm. Be sure to tell them “PAMO made me do it!” I could use the plug.

Until next toon,




It’s a great time in history to be a comics creator. Those of us who put together comics can post them online and share them with all kinds of folks in all kinds of places!

While it’s doubtful I’ll ever be in some editors office shopping Pamo’s World around, I will be connecting with other comics creators online. The internet has opened up a world of opportunity that simply didn’t exist twenty years ago.

Recently, I was invited to post my comics on another website called Comx Box. This is of course in addition to my blog here. It is simply another opportunity to share my work with comics lovers and I’m stoked about the chance to do so!

Why join Comx Box? Simply put, it’s because of the people. The quality of comics on Comx Box are high, the standards fall right in line with my own, and Tame (administrator and facilitator of Comx Box) is loaded with enthusiasm and positive encouragement.

I’ll still be here every Monday and Thursday! And you can see me over at Comx Box right HERE.

I guess I am yet another delusional cartoonist. I’m trying to remain calm.

Until next toon,



Last month I was just blogging along when Carl D’Agostino popped by and invited me to guest post on his blog. I was thrilled because Carl is a wonderful cartoonist and he has an entire tribe of followers. I knew it was a fantastic opportunity to share my work and meet some terrific bloggers.

Let me just say that Carl is one easy guy to work with. He says what he thinks, tells you what he needs, and does it all in an easy going friendly manner.

So after my guest post on his blog, I invited him to guest post on Pamo’s World. To my delighted surprise he agreed and today is that post.

Without further ado, I share with you- artist and fellow blogger Carl D’Agostino.

Carl D'Agostino of Miami, Florida

Carl D’Agostino of Miami, Florida

Born in Staten Island , New York, Carl D’Agostino has lived in Miami, Florida most of his life. He retired after 33 years as a high school history teacher with the Miami Dade Public School System in 2006. He has been drawing cartoons since 1985. He has 2 children and 5 grandchildren. He carves Viking figure chess pieces in walnut and cherry and presently is creating prints for sale of his “Dia de la Muerte” art. His blog “I Know I Made You Smile” is at

p1 banana school

P2 the squeezer

p 3 proud parents

p 4 egyptian junior high

Thank you Carl for sharing your cartoon art on Pamo’s World! You can visit Carl at his blog:    I Know I Made You Smile

Pamo’s World will return on Monday. I’ll see you then!

Until next toon,