You know I love you but you try and kill me...gotta hold your head up in the year of the Rat.

[girlanachronism]

More questions! I feel loved and confused and violated all at once. So, clearly, you're all doing an excellent job. COMMENCE THE INTERROGATION!

Actually, scratch that. After all, I have it from a reliable source that if you ever find yourself in the power of someone who uses the word 'commence' in cold blood, go somewhere else very  quickly. If they say 'enter', don't stop to pack. Genre savvy, I believe they call it.

Aw, hell. Commence away. And enter, too.


From alivemagdolene 

1. When did you first start watching TDS and/or TCR and why?

Pure accident. Nothing was on free to air, so I turned to my brand new foxtel and it's shiny shiny comedy channel. I was trying to
escape having to watch the news (just wasn't in the mood). OH THE IRONY. IT TASTES LIKE HOT CHOCOLATE WITH CHILLI

(You have not lived until you've had chilli hot chocolate)

2. What's your favorite work by Neil Gaiman? (I never tire of this question)

What a cruel question. I see you must be a cruel person. *glares*

Well, I adore Good Omens something crazy, but if we're talking pure-Neil-Gaiman-only, my favourite at the moment would be  American Gods.

(Seeing as I'm not religious, nor fervently atheist, just sort of laid back about it all, I have no idea why I have such a thing for the religious theme...)

Possibly I just like the way he subverts the well-known dogmas and stereotypes in his own rather glorious, rather creepy way.

And, of course, the epic UST of Aziraphale and Crowley... (I never claimed not to be shallow.)

3. What's a movie you never get tired of watching?

Well, at the moment it's a two horse race, a cold war between Ferris Buellers Day Off and Donnie Darko to be my regular morning-after/emotional-crutch/god-there-is-just-nothing-to-do film. Neither has a clear advantage, the hugely different emotional responses elicited yet annoyingly analogous themes all lead to a very interesting fight.

Round One! Go! Oh, Ferris is lively, jumping up and down the ring, Donnie seems completely lost, but just look at that smirk, the kid has something up his sleeve...

Sorry.

Baz Luhrmann's trip to shakespearean awesomeness jumped into the ring for a while, but was hampered by the fact that no matter how fabulous the production of Romeo and Juliet, I will always lose interest after Mercutio dies. 

4. What's your favorite (and FAVORITE favorite!) Fake News pairing and why?

God damn you woman! How could you? A cruel choice, you break me and for what, I don't understand...

*cries in a corner*

John/ Rob Stephen Rob

5. What's your least favorite stereotype about Australians?

There are stereotypes about Australians? Well, bugger me. I hadn't a clue.

Now excuse me, the koala's on the roof again, he's taunting the Roo, I need to get the barbie going for dinner and I better get changed into my southern-cross bikini.

Seriously though, I don't actually know what kind of stereotypes exist for Australians (that aren't, y'know, clearly idiotic) except for that we're mildly alcoholic (I have to pay that) and laid back (that's...sort of true, as far as generalisations can be.)

But I like this:


 






From warriorpoet:

1. If you could do anything with your life, what would it be?

FIND OUT WHAT I WANT TO DO WITH MY LIFE.

2. What's your favourite ordinary place?

Near my house (a thoroughly suburban area), there's a little dog park, and in the dog park, there's a creek... and most of the year, there isn't any water, so if you climb down you can walk along and it's like another world, with overhanging trees and dappled light and stepping from marbled rock to marbled rock...and, yes, avoiding the occasional pile of broken bottles and condoms. But. Y'know. Life is like that. Or you can just sit on a giant exposed tree root in the silence and the breeze and watch the United Nations of dogs at play, marvelling at the way that they get along, even that Alsation who, yes, could quite literally swallow that Pomeranian in one bite, bet you 10 bucks.

Fine. Bet you five.

3. Three pieces of media that changed your life?

Um. Oh. Changed my life...heh, what life? Any media? Like, books and music and film and... oh christ.

Ok. *deep breath* The Catcher in the Rye, the Best of David Bowie Album and... the film Donnie Darko.

BUT IGNORE THE CHOICE ANYWAY... I just picked three from a motherfucking tsunami of options.

4. So where in Australia are you anyways? Don't worry, I'm not going to stalk you, just curious. Honest... *shifty eyes*

ADELAIDE. The large country town tiny city that likes to think it actually has any importance in the nation, with the boganest of bogans at one end, and at the other the kind of theatre-goers who wear one piece of conspicuously op-shop clothing on a thousand dollar ensemble and believe the fact that Adelaide never had any convicts is somehow relevant, even in the face of the fact that what we're mostly known for now is serial killers.

And in the middle, the people and places and festivals that I adore.

Let's just say, I love my city, but if I ever see another 'SA: Heaps Good' or 'Heaps Good: Like Good, only Better' t-shirt again, I will kill myself. Loudly and messily.

(Probably totally unecessary, but just for clarification the Bogan, or homo australis vulgaris, closely resembles and is related to the homo americanus vulgaris, or Redneck.)

5. What are you afraid of?

Turkeys. All sorts of cars. Beautiful people. Smart people. Nice people. Work. Not having work. My personality. Talented people. Funny people. Food that involves liver or brains or cabbage or fish of any shape, size or smell.

And having to make decisions.