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- There will be zombie toes available for purchase at the art show at Metropolis this Sunday. Including Toes on Film, Lo Pan & Game of Death. 4 days ago
- @BarrSteve That's what she said... 6 days ago
- I was about to indulge in some nice cold milk. But then I noticed wine. 6 days ago
- Shellacking the octopus really makes my head spin. As in, the fumes are mass murdering my brain cells. 6 days ago
- a little late, but... http://t.co/rLMwuK9YKx 6 days ago
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Tag Archives: Amy’s life
Kim Boekbinder, Impossible goes BOOM BOOM BOOM
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
Posted in All the World is a Stage, Artistically Inclined, Music Is The Best, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, art, Austin TX, creativity, El Rey Pulpo, film, Galactic Glitter Minion, Gaybigaygay, inspiration, Kim Boekbinder, life, love, magic, manifesting my dreams through art, Molly Crabapple, muses, music, Najva Sol, neil gaiman, Neil Gaiman's Pocket Chocolate, People of Letters, Reanimating the warrior goddess, say yes and magic happens, Self Discovery, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, sxsw, sxsw 2013
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How to meet your idols and eat their chocolate: Part 1
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
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, Artistically Inclined, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amanda Palmer, Amy's life, Austin TX, chocolate, enlightenment, food, Good news I didn't mention my vagina once during this whole blog post, inspiration, Kim Boekbinder, life, manifesting my dreams through art, me, meeting your idols and eating their melted chocolate, my vagina get's into the weirdest conversations, neil gaiman, Neil Gaiman's Pocket Chocolate, orgies, People of Letters, Self Discovery, sxsw, writing
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Inspiring Inspiration
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
Posted in Artistically Inclined, Music Is The Best, Nurse Bitterpill, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Alzheimer's, Amy's life, art, art & soul, Austin Film Society, Austin TX, being a celebrity looks like it really sucks, creativity, dreams, dreamwork, El Rey Pulpo, enlightenment, film, Fuzzy Lizzard Jewels, holy shit I'm a real artist now, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, hugageddon, hugaggedon, hugs, inspiration, Kim Boekbinder, life, Loose Lee vs. Quentin Tarantino Hug Showdown, making art, making films, manifesting my dreams through art, me, Molly Crabapple, music, my vagina get's into the weirdest conversations, nurse bitterpill, Quentin Tarantino, Robert Rodriguez, Rockstar Junkie Chronicles, rubbing elbows with big shots, Self Discovery, Tarantino hug challenge, Texas Film Hall of Fame Awards, vagina project, Vaginalypse Now, weapons of mass salvation, writing, writing books, zombie toes
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All Roads Lead to Austin
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
Posted in Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, Austin TX, Austineer, creativity, dreams, inspiration, moving, Ramirez the creepy unicorn, Reanimating the warrior goddess, Samy powers activate, Smaytopia, Smayventures, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, Two goddess in a Uhaul
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Knee Deep in the Heart
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
Nurse Bitterpill: Bittersweet Forget-Me-Not’s
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
Lizzard Wisdom: Word Peeves
Kids, the word is bra, not brawl. Although, my tits do tend to brawl with the wire bondage of my bra. Fuck, nevermind. I guess you’re right. Go ahead and call it a goddamn brawl.
Evil Bastard Cookies
A long time ago I had a dream about these happy little fuckers attacking me with broken beer bottles. They had devil horns and their smiles turned into twisted snarls of demonic possession. Since that nightmare I have always viewed … Continue reading
Older & More Awesome Every Day
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.
Hug Master: Suck It Tarantino
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
Posted in El Rey Pulpo, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, art, Austin TX, creativity, dreams, El Rey Network, El Rey Pulpo, Fuzzy Lizzard Jewels, hug master, hugaggedon, inspiration, life, Loose Lee vs. Quentin Tarantino Hug Showdown, moving, Quentin Tarantino, Robert Rodriguez, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, Tarantino hug challenge, weapons of mass salvation
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My Valentine’s Gift To You Is My Own Personal Embarrassment
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
That Old Voodoo
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
Guardian Ninja
In case you haven’t gathered yet, I have a vividly exciting astral life. The other day I met a new spirit guide type guy. He is my official Guardian Ninja. His name is Hal. Yes, Hal the invisible Guardian Ninja. … Continue reading
Posted in My Public Dream Journal
Tagged Amy's life, Austin TX, blow jobs, crazy dreams, dragon man, dreams, dreamwork, gay ninjas, guardian ninja, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, inspiration, lipstick, love, magic, make-up, moving, my public dream journal, pink, Reanimating the warrior goddess, Self Discovery, Skippy, stress of moving 1100 miles from everything I've ever known, stupid life
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Reanimating the Warrior Goddess: Silver Ribbons of Yesteryear
As the winter marches on, the blues of December are fading from my mind. I have a birthday coming up next month. Most women my age dread the thought of birthdays. Getting older is viewed as a burden of grey … Continue reading
Posted in The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged aging like a motherfucking goddess, Amy's life, Austin TX, birthday parties, birthdays, bryan, Depression, follow your passion, growing up, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, I am a Motherfucking Superhero, inspiration, Jehovah's Witness, life, me, Reanimating the warrior goddess, seasonal depression, sexy motherfucker, stupid life, the fucked up upbringing that made me this way, You would understand how I turned out this way if you met my mother
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Ghetto Gourmet: We Have a Serious Lack of Pancakes Around Here
I would write another installment of Ghetto Gourmet, but I am too busy thinking about pancakes and the fact that I don’t have any. This lack of pancakes is weighing heavily on my mind. So much so that I can … Continue reading
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, Ghetto Gourmet
Tagged Amy's life, comfort food, food, Ghetto Gourmet, pancakes
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Thank You 2012
2012 was an amazing year of transformation. So many things have been accomplished, dreamed, realized, and let go. Here is a list of the things that made 2012 the year of awakening. I lost 55 lbs. and gained the confidence … Continue reading
Posted in El Rey Pulpo, Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard, Zombie Toes
Tagged 2012 was an awesome year, Amy's life, art, Austin TX, blogging, blogging while under the influence of NyQuil, creativity, Django Unchained, dreams, El Rey Network, El Rey Pulpo, enlightenment, Fuzzy Lizzard Jewels, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, hugageddon, inspiration, Loose Lee vs. Quentin Tarantino Hug Showdown, magic, nurse bitterpill, Onslow The Occult Octopus, Quentin Tarantino, Reanimating the warrior goddess, Robert Rodriguez, Self Discovery, short story, vagina project, weapons of mass salvation, writing, zombie toes
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Hugging Death Traps
I’m sure you all want to know what it’s like to have a conversation with me. So here is a short conversation I had with my best friend about the fact that I am stuck at work chasing after the … Continue reading
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, El Rey Pulpo, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard, Zombie Toes
Tagged Alzheimer's, Amy's life, best friends, El Rey Pulpo, hugaggedon, hugs, James Bond, nurse bitterpill, Quentin Tarantino, Samy powers activate, Star Trek, Tarantino hug challenge, The Smays, tribe of awesome friends, Villains, zombies
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Everyone’s a critic: Django Unchained
Sorry for the absence, my pretties. I hope you all had a wonderful holiday. I kept busy working the Alzheimer’s unit, being a naughty little angel by dancing like the dance of the sugarplum fairy for my demented old folks. … Continue reading
Posted in Adventures In Imagination, All the World is a Stage, Artistically Inclined, Stupid Human Gets A Clue, Zombie Toes
Tagged a review of Django Unchained from a movie junkie, Alzheimer's, Amy's life, art, creativity, Django Unchained, El Rey Pulpo, film, Good news I didn't mention my vagina once during this whole blog post, hugageddon, inspiration, Loose Lee vs. Quentin Tarantino Hug Showdown, mental illness, nurse bitterpill, Quentin Tarantino, stupid life, violence in film, writing
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Amy Moloney
