A Bug's Life

It's the Interview Meme - I'm glad it's come around again as I missed out on it before. Questions this time from maviscruet, who I have known (not terribly well) for around 13 years through going to SF and gaming conventions. Mavis would like to know:

THE QUESTIONS

1) Cake or death?

2) What in your life would you be willing to give up in order to get rid of your allergies?

3) Whats your favourite personal momment in a roleplaying game?

4) Whats your favourite drink?

5) What one thing can make Monday morning so much worse then normal?

THE ANSWERS

1) Cake or death?

You're not really interested in the answer to this, are you? What you're asking is "Friend or foe? Are you in my tribe or not? I like Eddie Izzard, and I think you would like Eddie Izzard, so I'll quote him. If you look blank, well, I don't know you as well as I'd thought." And so I reply... ... (pauses to build up antici-pation)... Ha ha ha! Cake - or Death? I am an Action Transvestite! Regardez-la - le singe est dans l'arbre! (which is sort of like a secret handshake except using my mouth). I do like comedy, and miss my student days in London where there were many comedy clubs every night which one could go to. It's not the same up here, I have been to a couple of things in Peterborough but it's not the same sitting in a large auditorium and watching Harry Hill. Maybe there's something in Cambridge I could start going to.

BTW, it is thanks to purpletigron that I can answer in this way - she and G WINOLJ had been leaping around asking "Cake or Death?" and major_clanger and I could only sit around looking blank. So they showed us the video and thus initiated us into the secret society (of thousands of people who have watched that video).

Alternatively I could just have said "Cake. What a stupid question."

2) What in your life would you be willing to give up in order to get rid of your allergies?

Ah, good one. (Well, it's an intolerance rather than an allergy.) I have been so fixated on the fact that I have had to give up dairy products in order to reacquire my mobility that I haven't given any thought at all to what I would give up to be able to eat pizza/milk chocolate/Bailey's Irish Cream again. There is the obvious thing that I have considered, which is would I be willing to give up my mobility in order to eat dairy products? The answer to that seems to be No. I have played a bit fast and loose with it sometimes, either through uncontrolled urges or accidental ingestion or being not entirely picky or insistent when eating out. Those occasions do not instantly hurt my back, but if they become regular there is a noticeable difference in my back condition. Hmm, the eating dairy thing is a bit like being young and hormonally ruled and having unprotected sex - you know you shouldn't, you know there could be dire consequences, but it feels so good and you're sure you can stop before it goes too far (munch - oops - I swear I was just looking at that Mars Bar, and now it's vanished!)

It would be nice to be able to eat dairy again, but I wouldn't give up anything particularly valuable for it. I would lose a limb, or my eyelashes, or my sense of smell, or my friends, or my job, or shave my head. I don't think I'd want to take daily anti-allergy injections either. How about £1000? Or I have a small plastic fish you could have.

3) Whats your favourite personal momment in a roleplaying game?

Ooh, ooh, can I have three? No? In that case I won't mention the first time I saw something really out-of-the-box yet utterly logical happen, when in AD&D a Cleric tried to cool down a hot copper chamber by Creating Water (that's a spell, not the same as making water) - he turned it into a giant pressure cooker and got shot out of the top covered in burns. A healer laid on hands, and, er, healed two hand-shaped patches of skin.

I guess I also can't mention the time when a Call of Cthulhu party had to do a huge mental handbrake turn which made their jaws not so much drop as nearly fall off - they thought I was crap and pathetic as I was such a Blonde, but actually I was killing people with an occult knife in order to gain great power. When I lured them into an alley and started trying to kill them, you should have seen their faces! They couldn't believe I was doing what it looked like I was doing!

But my favourite moment has to be in Toon, where we were being attacked by aliens who were building a fleet of giant doughnut spaceships! I reached into my Bag of Many Things, and pulled out - the entire New York Police Department! They set upon the doughnuts like a ravening horde who hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast. I was proud of that.

4) Whats your favourite drink?

Not tea, not coffee, not beer, not whiskey (all are yuck). Not Bailey's (cream). I do appear to have a penchant for blue! drink! since my student discovery of blue curacao and (as a child) raspberry slush puppies. I mostly drink water or low calorie squash, but I think my favourite drink is tomato juice. Who'd'a thought?

5) What one thing can make Monday morning so much worse then normal?

Oh, a fat envelope from my solicitor about the ongoing litigation over my father's estate. That's enough to make my heart (and all other bodily organs) plunge into my boots and sulk there for the rest of the day. Luckily I leave for work before the post arrives, so that's a bit of a cheat answer!

THE RULES!
1 - Leave a comment, saying you want to be interviewed.
2 - I will respond; I'll ask you five questions.
3 - You'll update your journal with my five questions, and your five answers.
4 - You'll include this explanation.
5 - You'll ask other people five questions when they want to be interviewed
6 - Personally I was just interested in what my questions would be, so feel no need to take this any further.

Oi, when did rule 6 come in? Of course people just want to know what questions they'll get, that's why there's the whole point of rule 5 'cos otherwise people would just get greedy!

There is no Rule 6 - not on my watch, mister!