If you could go back in time to any time in history, when would it be and why?
I would go back 3.5 billion years ago. I would love to see what the earth looked like before life, before anything we recognise as the planet we live on today, before the oceans and continents. And if that’s possible, I’d love to hang around and watch the earth develop in fast-motion, see the gradual differentiation of matter, the ignition of life and the changing atmosphere, the movements of Gondwana and Pangaea. That would be cool. But if the whole ‘no atmosphere’ thing makes this too hard, maybe we could go see the dinosaurs.
What are you reading?
Barkskins by Annie Proulx.
What are you listening to?
At the moment I’m getting into Old Man Luedecke again, as well as new sounds from Alfa Mist, Les Nubians, Ray LaMontagne, Hiatus Kaiyote, Rogue Valley. Iron and Wine, Nick Drake, Fat Freddy’s Drop. And so many more.
If you could be any animal in the world, what would you be and why?
A cormorant, because they’re so sleek and can dive deep, but they can also fly and chill out on rocks. And when you aren’t calling them cormorants you’re calling them shags. Which makes me think of 1960s hairdos and soft 1970s carpets. Although they do spend a lot of their time stuck on guano-covered outcrops by the coast, which makes me feel a bit confined.
So, maybe not a cormorant. Maybe a goat. A mountain goat. I read an article recently by Tom Thwaites, and he said that in the scheme of things, ‘historically speaking, it’s almost odder not to want to become a goat’. Odder than what, I’m not sure. But his rationale was that he was similar to a goat ‘in terms of a shared environment’. He was an Englishman. And I am not. So with that in mind, maybe I should be a wallaby. Or a skink. But actually, I prefer to think of myself as a shearwater.
That doesn’t really answer the question, does it? But it does seem to reveal something about me.
A penguin walks into the room right now wearing a sombrero. Why is she here and what would you say to her?
She’s here because the Antarctic peninsula is getting hotter every year. I would say: “Hey, how are you going? Would you like something to eat or drink? Also, are you related to jingjing? And where did you find such a tiny sombrero?”
What were you like in high school?
When I started high school I was a nerd. I wore glasses with prints of tiny fish and fishing hooks on them. I got great marks and made some similarly nerdy friends. I quickly learned that being a nerd was uncool, and decided that being uncool was social suicide. So I exchanged my glasses for contact lenses and started dating this cool, hot guy with sparkling blue eyes (still the most amazing eyes I’ve seen). That worked well for a couple of months, until a girl who was actually cool started dating him instead.
After that I went to ‘find myself’, started dressing in mismatched op-shop clothes, discovered who my real friends were, started skipping most classes except for some English and Earth and Environmental Sciences ones and counted down the days until I was done with school.
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