Month: August 2011

Random thoughts….

What the hell is dry mopping and doesn’t that defeat the purpose?

Why aren’t there any Scottish Pubs in Toronto? Why do the Irish get to have all the fun…

How can you sound like a broken record? If it’s broken… you shouldn’t be able to play it.

What the hell is wrong with Kermit the Frog? You have this hot, curvy blond that is infatuated with you, yet you continue to run away.

Why is it if I use my knowledge of what to do during a Zombie Apocalypse I can figure shit out, but when I use simple logic, I screw my life up.

How many morons does it take to screw in a light bulb?

Who ever invented duct tape is a f*cking genius.

Why don’t men make passes at women who wear glasses. Afraid they are too smart for you? Nerds are hot!

Why is it that the nonsensical conversations I have with people are the only ones that make sense?

WWLD

Lemmy is GOD!

Elvis isn’t dead. He was abducted by aliens.

Why am I funnier on Twitter?

I wish someone would come to my place and cook me a meal for a change.

I still think boys with tattoos are hot and you can’t change my mind!

Smiki logic works in almost every situation.

Yes… I’m drinking alone and weird things are happening in my head right now. Seriously, I’m delirious and shouldn’t be left to my own thoughts.

TBC

Because I can… {responses below}

There really should be a special section of Craigslist for people like me… am in one of those moods (as in I may start drinking soon) and couldn’t help myself. Like my Zombie Girl dating ad I placed over a year ago, I’m taking bets on how many serious responses I get. Trust me… there will be someone out there who actually thinks this is for reals…

… At least I made myself laugh for two minutes.

Here it is. I placed it in Missed Connections…

Wanna team up? – w4m
Date: 2011-08-17, 11:08AM EDT
Reply to:

You: 5’8″, handsome. Dark curly hair, haunting dark brown eyes. A smile that could end a million year war. You were wearing a white t-shirt, jeans, carrying a machete and a sawed off shot gun. You were covered in blood and Zombie bits.

Me: 5’8″, curvy. Red hair, part hair dye, part Zombie brain remnants. I was wearing a Smith’s t-shirt, rolled up jeans and boots, carrying a AK47 and a satchel of food.

Last seen: Bloor line, underground tunnel – somewhere between Spadina and Bathurst. I went east, you went west.

Let’s team up and fight these Zombies together. I’m almost out of bullets and have food. You look hungry and seem handy with that machete.

PostingID: 2551408975

/ps here is the link. Not sure how long it will stay live. Am sure it will get flagged soon as not being a real ad…

http://toronto.en.craigslist.ca/tor/mis/2551408975.html

Responses Below

Thought i’d never hear from you again…food is scarce in these parts..
I might have grown a few inches since the last time we met, but i’m sure you’ll be able to recognize me.
I’m holed up in the west, in Etobicoke, have enough food for a few days more and then I must venture out or be too weak to keep up.

My machete stinks of rotting flesh and coupled with the cries and moans of the dead, it really is hard getting any rest at all. I can grab an AK off a dead soldier on my way to you, if he hasn’t ‘woken up’
already but I fear it might only slow me down. The machete is, after all, my weapon of choice.

next response

First of all; best post ever! Secondly, get out.of the tunnel quick. You can get quickly surrounded and outnumbered.

All I want to do is play hooky…

Welcome to day two of my newest bout of insomnia. Now before you start offering solutions, names of drugs or advice, I will save you time. I’ve tried it all. Nothing works, it’s a bit more complicated than that. I’m a chronic insomniac and have been since I was a child.

My current state of non-sleep is due to me once again not being able to turn my brain off. This involuntary solitary confinement I seem to have been placed in isn’t helping either. I’m feeling like a caged animal who doesn’t understand why she’s being punished. I’m frustrated, angry and exhausted.

I am sitting here looking at my list of freelance tasks and just want to be wandering around the island, or through High Park, or the beach. Hell just sitting by the water doing nothing would be better than this. I have an itch to play hooky, but what fun is that when you do it alone.

Today is the day I promised myself I’d write. It feels like forever since I have and I’ve decided I will no longer break promises to myself. Funny, I will be the only one keeping them.

I figure after a day of writing on my balcony, I’ll crack open a bottle of wine and have a Zombie-movie-a-thon, at least when it comes to Zombies, I know what to do. Real life… Not so much.

“I think that most people would rather face the light of a real enemy than the darkness of their imagined fears.”
— Max Brooks (World War Z: An Oral History of the Zombie War)

Social Media VACAY

So… am posting here. Easier. This way it goes out to all Social Media outlets.

I’m off all Social Media till Sunday, if not longer. It’s too much of a distraction and am finding it’s adding to my current frustrations. Last time I took a break, I accomplished mountains of work, actually found time to visit with friends, was able to read books that I wasn’t editing and felt my stress level dissipate. It’s funny how this so called product, to help us socialize; communicate and network, actually makes us feel like crap; stresses us out and wastes precious time. The same reasons I refuse to get an iPhone.

Once upon a time, in a world before Facebook, if you wanted to get a hold of me, you called; texted; emailed or… and here’s a concept that seems to no longer exist, actually hung out with me or came to my place. I KNOW… in a place long, long ago, people used to just show up at my door with beer. Weird huh?

And… for those of you who apparently can’t figure out how to get a hold of me other than Facebook… there is this little thing called the profile page on Facecrack… with all sorts of alternate ways to get a hold of moi.

It’s a bit scary how many ways you can get a hold of me… OTHER… than Facebook and Twitter… let me name the ways… Skype, email, text, call, yahoo chat, MSN chat, BlackBerry Messenger (all you have to do is send me your pin), visit me, stand outside my window and holler up to me… It’s true… I really can’t escape from any of you.

I’ve turned all my notifications off and won’t be checking in till Sunday evening.

Good luck and may the force… or what ever helps you get through the day… be with you.

Later… Lizzie!

A typical Saturday nite…

Gypsy like strategy
wandering the streets
seeking out live music
eccentric company
a glass of liquid barley

multi genre movie-a-thons
while flipping albums
the old fashioned way
crushed grapes brimming
an invisible rimmed glass

lovingly writing, editing
dreaming of beings
in unnatural worlds
pounding at plastic keys
as mourning birds chirp

lingering on a concrete bench
splashed echos of silence
serendipity, laughter, raised voices
pebbles filling my shoes
as I find my path home

this sixth night
the comforting voice
of a dream gentleman
Jimmy Stewarts words
mixing with mine

no such thing
as a typical Saturday nite
from the vantage point
of a redheaded girl
drinking in life’s elixir

 (always inspired by Smiki)

Lizzie… Lizzie quite contrary…

… how does your garden grow!  Quite well it seems, well except for my Basil plant, one day it was fine, the next… not.  It seems something, or some little critter decimated the entire thing. Oh, and I killed my lettuce, apparently if you miss a day watering, it dies.  Looks like I’ll be replanting that baby!  Aside from that, my little balcony garden is doing quite well.

Some of my cherry tomatoes are ready to pick and will be going in mah bellah tomorrow!  When I was in Kensington yesterday with Viki and Janis, I picked up some fresh Ontario veggies and tortilla’s.  Am thinking the lettuce and cherry tomatoes from my balcony, along with home made burrito’s will be on tomorrow’s menu!  Sat-Mon will be a 3 day work-a-thon and tasty sustenance will be required…

Get in mah bellah!

In other news will be hitting an outdoor play tonight (Lysistrata) and a few beers on a patio, with my ladies!  I have to say, this has been one of the best summers I can remember in quite some time.  Now if I could just get the millions rolling in 😀

New issue of Lipstik Indie (www.lipstikindie.com)

The new issue of Lipstik Indie is ALIVE!  ALIVE I TELL YA!

No time for idle hands!

I know! I know!  I set this blog up, way back in May and nothing happened!  Well! Guess what…. ya.  You got it!  So… what has Lizzie Violet been up to you ask…  Well let me tell ya!  She’s been one busy demented soul!

Just finished editing a Werewolf anthology for Books of the Dead Press.  Looking forward to the next anthology!

Seeing tonnes of live music, lit events and theatre!  I love this city just for that fact!

Live music all the time, everywhere.  Everyone should be checking out these bands/musicians Meghan Morrison, Marcus Walker, Tin Star Orphans, Alissa Vox Raw, High Heels LoFi and Myke Mazzei!

I Fringed my arse off this year!  My FAV’s were A Depper Kind of Love, Kim’s Convenience and Tiki Bikini Beach Paradise Party a Go-Go!  All Brilliant!

Meeting new friends who feel like we’ve been friends FOREVER!  Kat Leonard and Cathy McKim you ladies rock hard!

Four Day Birthday Weekend!  I wasn’t even going to celebrate this year, but… due to some sneaky and wonderful friends, I was not only thrown a surprise Bday party, but ended up celebrating for 4 days straight!  I guess when we let go of all of the negative BS that has happened during past Bdays, they turn out to be pretty damn wonderful!!!  I crammed in as much as I could as well, 2 plays, 3 bands, a trip to the island, 4 dinners, and some movies oh my!  And there was beer… oh there was lots of beer!

So…. what’s on this evil little girls plate next!

More editing, looking for new clients and back to working on the Zombie movie script, book proposals, trying to get the new issue of Lipstik Indie up (damn you unreliable servers!) booking and doing promo for The Beautiful and the Damned.

And… of course out causing trouble, I wouldn’t be Lizzie otherwise!