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Category Archives: The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
So, today I discovered my first crow’s feet. At first it struck a nerve about looking old. Then the more I contemplated it, and I did contemplate it for hours, the more I realized that those little lines are a … Continue reading
Recap of a pretty spectacular few weeks. Friday the 13th brings delicious catfish Let’s go back a few weeks to Saturday the 14th. That was the day I learned that I owe Harry Manfredini* a fuck-ton of money for torturing … Continue reading
Hello, my name is Amy and I walk into walls. Daily. Don’t be alarmed, I’m mostly harmless and incredibly fabulous. Being an oaf does not have to hold you back from being amazing and sexy. In fact, there are many … Continue reading
I am going to talk about things most people are afraid to mention in so-called polite company. It’s a shame, too. Humans should not fear the female body. I certainly don’t fear my body: functions, imperfections, size, needs, the weird … Continue reading
FAQ Let me take a moment to answer a few of your frequently asked questions. How do you know so much about life, Amy? Well you see, I fuck up a lot. That means I’m actually smarter than people who … Continue reading
OMFG Amy, where have you been?!? I know you all have been going crazy without my mindless dribble in you inbox every day. But I assure you, I am still around. Although, a bit stressed with a job at a … Continue reading
My Impossible Week: Some people leave an indelible mark upon your soul. And you are a better person for having had the chance to get to know them, no matter how long the interaction. Such is the case of my … Continue reading
A few nights ago I attended a wonderful event here at SXSW. It was called People of Letters, a travelling letter writing brigade from Australia. The panel of letter writers was impressive, from my writing guru Neil Gaiman and his … Continue reading
Inspiration Art is as much a part of my soul as breathing. The past two weeks without my hands covered in paint, ink, or clay has made me turn into a shell of my true self. When I pick up … Continue reading
Still under the beguilement of exhaustion and adventure, I make my way towards manifesting exactly what I set out to do in Austin. I am truly living my dreams right now in this magical realm that I am building around … Continue reading
This is not a real post. It is a reminder to everyone that I haven’t completely disappeared into the land of Austin. I have arrived safely. Currently I am in a whirlwind of getting settled and making new connections. There … Continue reading
On the road, Texas bound. It’s been a very busy week leading up to this journey. Basically, my entire life is boiled down to this silver box…
This post has taken me a week to write because it is such an emotional transition in my life. I am sorry if it seems disconnected and rambling, as I am typing this with a quivering lip and watery eyes. … Continue reading
Today is my birthday. This is how it feels to grow older when you are a motherfucking warrior goddess. Years only add to the awesome.
I’m trying to write something profound, but instead all I can manage until the dream fog clears is to finish another El Rey Pulpo. Yes, this is me procrastinating the whole putting all of my shit into boxes. My brain … Continue reading
Since today is Valentine’s Day and everyone is all excited in one way or another over it, I thought I’d share an old (I mean old) online personals ad description of me. I think it still applies. Although, I am … Continue reading
I have been laying low in order to pack and prep for the big move, which is happening in less than 3 weeks. So much has been crammed into the past few weeks that I haven’t had time to write … Continue reading
This is the third year I’ve watched the Superbowl through the eyes of Alzheimer’s. Football is so much better through the eyes of Alzheimer’s.