Youngest Fan

My youngest fan... Ollie. Ain't he sweet?

Who Commented on My Blog?

I had a note that I needed to approve a comment, but when I clicked the link, I got a message that says... There are no comments.

Phooey! So, if I mistakenly deleted your comment, please write again... I'm lonely. :(

And, as a zombie baby with plastic fists, it's kinda hard to use a keyboard, so I prolly screwed it up. :(

Phoenix Gay Pride 2010

I had no idea it was the 30th anniversary of Phoenix Pride! What a party! Berlin and Joan Jett played. I'm not very old, so my handler had to fill me in on who they are. I must say, I could have been happy in the 80's.

I got there around 1pm, and couldn't take the heat, Dead flesh and sun don't really go together well, so I went to a friend's till around 5 and went back.

I couldn't believe how many people came up to me and my handler asking to take a picture with me. Everyone was so welcoming. I met so many wonderful folks I will be uploading the pictures as soon as I can, but heck, I'm a zombie baby, so it will take a day or two at least. I'm still learning about the Intarwebs.

Someone even asked to take me home, to Portland, if memory serves. But I like it at Mary's pretty good, so she will be sending them a new zombie baby. So, I guess I gotta start biting some dolls. ;) I am pretty sure I'd have liked it there, too. It's just that well, Mary saved me from GoodWill and all. I feel a bit of loyalty.

um... zombie vs shark? WTF

Zombie Ball 2010

Wow, I picked a good night to get outta da haus! I got my handler to dress up as a zombie and she took me to the Zombie Ball (an event put on by Horns and Halos, hosted by James Bound) at the Venue in Snottsdale.



There were so many fellow zombies there. It's way nice knowing you aren't the only one. It gets lonely 'living' among the actual living. My handler is wonderful, but ... she's just not dead, m-kay? She just doesn't know how painful it can be to have folks stare at you thinking you want nothing but their brains. I need a dose of my own kind every now and then.

Here's me a couple of days ago looking at the flyer I would be handing out tonight. I fell in love with myself. I spent the entire day looking at me. See how wonderful?



I want to thank EVERYONE who allowed me to have my picture taken with them You guys were so supportive! I had no idea I would feel so welcomed. (makes one all verklemt)

I also want to thank a special gal pal photographer friend of mine. She's another one of my living friends, but I don't hold that against her. She can look pretty dead when she wants to. I will hold off thanking her by name until I receive approval to post her name here. She's a professional photographer in the living world and well, you know how it is my fellow zombies... folks aren't always to kind to folks who befriend us.

I wanted to let you guys know your photos will be posted as soon as possible. My handler has a 'real job' and that kinda takes precedence over the fun stuff. Damn, Capricorns and their priorities. She seems to think that because we are already dead, we can wait a little more. Oh, well, I shouldn't complain, she keeps me supplied in bbbrrrraaaaiiinnnsss after all. (what, did you think I was vegan?)

OK, I know I'm dead and all, but I'm TIRED. Thank you all again for making my night. Sweet dreams.

ZOMBIE'S GOTTA SLEEEEP!

-Sara Femme

2 April Fools

I wanted to take a moment to wish two lovely, artistic, creative and intelligent men a happy belated birthday... but I'll settle for wishing a happy birthday to...

Mike (Furry Mike) Zajak
and
Stephen to the G, Roy

Happy Birthday Fellas!

- Sara Femme

First Fridays... apparently not

I wanted to be seen at First Fridays tonight, but my 'handler' was not feeling well. She looked a little... um, undead... green around the gills.

Anyhoo, since I can't reach the gas pedal and steering wheel at the same time, and I don't have any minions as of yet, I had to stay home... boo/hiss.

I will, however, be seen at the Zombie Ball, where I may leave a glass slipper for my prince. Ahhhhhhhh, my prince... of darkness.