At risk of sounding (more) like a freak, here's just a couple of examples:
- Cate Blanchett and her husband apparently own a whole block of property in a small town somewhere here in Oz, but what makes this collection of property special is that it's all been preserved in mint 1930s/1940s condition. Facades, interiors, the works. Somehow that segued into sitting in a (likewise vintage) hall, watching a show which was a collection of amateur skits and songs. Sort of like the 'gang shows' that the boys scouts used to do when I was a kid, crossed with the skill level of "Red Faces" (non-Australians think "The Gong Show"). Which was all well and good, and quite entertaining, until a rat bit me on the hand and I woke up with a start. (Note: I don't have a problem with rats, I used to have a pet one at school, but the biting part I did have a problem with apparently.)
And can I just say, Cate really should get that vermin issue dealt with, don't you think? I mean we're talking public health and safety here. Could I sue?
- If you happen to find yourself on a spaceship, one which is pulling up to an alien space station, it's advisable not to try and dock right near where all their hydroponic food is grown, because feeling like their food source is under threat will really piss them off. (I know, WTF? I have no idea either.) So pissed off in fact that they will lock you all into a room which looks like suspiciously like a regular 21st century public bathroom. But it's ok because you will escape into the ceiling by lifting the ceiling tiles, and climbing into the dropped ceiling crawlspace. Where to from there is a good question, because at that point you will wake up.
Sometimes I am just plain weird.