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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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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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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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I wish were an Oscar Mayer Wiener
Oh dreams, you are not helping matters any. Also, this conversation is going into the book. It fits perfectly. Today’s dream included many images of ancient gods, new gods, and the Oscar Mayer Wiener mobile. Pan was sniffing around my … Continue reading
Don’t Eat the Stew, Rodriguez
Dammit Rodriguez, you ate the stew. Grandmother Magic: Part 2 Returning themes Before we get into the meat of what this post is really about, I want to take a moment to remind everyone about what I said here. This … Continue reading
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, My Public Dream Journal, Zombie Toes
Tagged Austin TX, dreams, enlightenment, grandmother magic, grandmothers, gypsies, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, magic, me, neil gaiman, nurse bitterpill, Robert Rodriguez, Self Discovery, werewolves, writing, zombie toes, zombies
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The Attitude, The Runaway, & The Serial Killer
I thought about posting a sappy poem. But I’m not in a sappy poem mood. I’m in the mood to share something really embarrassing. Instead I thought I’d satisfy some curiosity about the mischievous troublemaking teenage Amy. So I ransacked some very … Continue reading
Reanimating the Warrior Goddess: Bruised Peaches
After having a discussion with a friend about sexuality and how it relates to having a specific vision of our future lovers I began a freefall into my own head. It’s a slippery discussion indeed We all think about what … Continue reading
Posted in Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, enlightenment, fat, healing, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, inspiration, life, me, rape, rape survivor, Reanimating the warrior goddess, relationships, Self Discovery, sexuality, soulmates
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Reanimating the Warrior Goddess: Dancing to the rhythm of fear in my imaginary red dress
I listened to Kim Boekbinder’s new song for The Bloggess’s Travelling Red Dress. And it says everything I have been saying for a while. Including the fear walls. That has been my visualization through this whole transformation, the walls made … Continue reading
Posted in Original Writing By The Fuzzy Lizzard, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, Austin TX, decisions, fat, fear, Gene Tierney, god, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, inspiration, Jesus, Kim Boekbinder, life, LIttle E, magic, music, nurse bitterpill, Reanimating the warrior goddess, religion, stupid life, tearing down walls, The Bloggess, The Travelling Red Dress, writing
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Walk Tall And Carry A Banana
Conversations lately have been very personal. It seems that the more bricks I remove from my walls built from fear and doubt the more people, people I’ve known for years, want to know who the woman is standing before them. … Continue reading
Posted in Music Is The Best, Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard
Tagged Amy's life, art, buddhism, dreams, enlightenment, fat, fear, god, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, I am a Motherfucking Superhero, infertility, inspiration, life, LIttle E, love, magic, marriage, me, music, nurse, nurse bitterpill, pagan, Pink Floyd, Reanimating the warrior goddess, religion, Rockstar Junkie Chronicles, Roger Waters The Wall Live in Berlin, roller derby, Self Discovery, sexy motherfucker, stupid life, The Bloggess, the fucked up upbringing that made me this way, The Wall, walk tall and carry a banana, writing
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I ain’t no dame in distress, hold me
Oh the things that dreams can bring… I’m not one to play the damsel in distress card. But my dreams last night made me wake up feeling the need to be rescued. It’s only natural to feel vulnerable at times. … Continue reading
Posted in My Public Dream Journal, Stupid Human Gets A Clue
Tagged Amy's life, buddhism, david bowie, dreams, enlightenment, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, I shouldn't be left alone with Aragorn action figures, inspiration, lonely women being stubborn, lonlieness, love, Mae West, magic, me, personal growth, philosophies, quotes, Reanimating the warrior goddess, religion, Robert Rodriguez, Self Discovery, sexuality, soulmates, the perfect man, twin flames, writing
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Gin Soaked Labia
Adventures In Austin Volume 3 Continuing to enjoy my time here. The countdown to going back home to be thrust back into reality has begun. Fuzzy Lizzard Jewels Update: I was asked to consign my Cthulhu zombie and zombie toes. … Continue reading
Posted in Absurdity Is The Only Reality, Artistically Inclined, Stupid Human Gets A Clue, The Life And Times Of Fuzzy Lizzard, Zombie Toes
Tagged Amy's life, art, Austin TX, creativity, enlightenment, Fuzzy Lizzard Jewels, How Can I Find God When I Can't Even Find My Keys, me, Reanimating the warrior goddess, sexuality, writing, zombie toes, zombies
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Reanimating The Warrior Goddess: Reality of Transformation. I’m Writing A Book.
If I find the key will it even fit? I’ve been silent on the blogesphere lately. I’m ready to reveal why. The reason for the quiet is because I’m working on a project that has metamorphasized into something I never … Continue reading

