On the eP-I's Birthday, One Question Lingers: Where's Robert Jamieson?

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Have you seen this nattily-dressed scribe?
Thursday marks the first birthday of the online-only Seattle Post-Intelligencer, which is a rose-colored way of commemorating the first anniversary of the death of the print P-I. In the year since the presses stopped, the slimmed-down eP-I has managed to hang on to--or at least maintain freelance ties with--some of its higher-profile personalities, including Joel Connelly, Art Thiel, Jim Moore, and David Horsey, while most others have washed up on the shores of surviving publications, public relations war rooms, or startups like the Post-Globe or Investigate West.

But what's become of lead Metro columnist Robert Jamieson? It's a question no one--not even a host of his former colleagues--can seem to answer, although a pair of Jamieson sightings have been reported around town.

Back when he used to spend as much time at the late, great Sorry Charlies as he did at his keyboard, Jamieson was the best columnist in town. Then he quit drinking, and his column become less imaginative (would that this cliche weren't so true). But it was still good enough for some to speculate that, had he chosen to run against arch-nemesis Greg Nickels, Jamieson would have been a formidable mayoral candidate. This notion only gathered steam when it became apparent that the field pursuing the city's top job was remarkably weak and low on name recognition, which Jamieson had to burn.

His farewell column provided a clue that he might be skipping town, and the assertion that he intended to travel for a substantial amount of time was the one thing the half-dozen or so former P-I colleagues who responded to queries regarding Jamieson's post-P-I whereabouts were fairly consistent on. Those who attempted to maintain contact with him through his last known cell number or email address have been met with silence, as was I. When asked to speculate as to his whereabouts, one colleague compared Jamieson to "the stray cat that never comes home," while another said simply that the erstwhile columnist is "like the mist."

But then came word of a pair of recent Jamieson sightings near his last known address on Lower Queen Anne. One former colleague said she'd heard from an acquaintance who bumped into Jamieson that he'd been traveling and was thinking of moving back to his native East Coast. If, when, and where he resurfaces, rest assured we'll relay the news as promptly as possible.

Meanwhile, Sassy D. Parvaz, whose homeless-man's-Frank-Rich social criticism once anchored the P-I's awful Saturday editorial page, has been tearing up the blogosphere since completing a fellowship at Harvard almost a year ago. Judging by the resume recently posted on her site, Parvaz has also abandoned her Gmail, Hotmail, or other lower-class accounts. If you miss her, she can now be exclusively reached at her Harvard address.

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