Hopefully Michael Sheen will eventually release a recounting of his experience narrating this documentary, to be called ‘Sheen on Shine On’.

The first line of the anthem (“Australians all let us rejoice”) is mostly a write-off as its used by the assembled masses singing it to try to find a key they can all agree on.

They say the same sort of thing about Adelaide. It’s like, three degrees, tops.

God, ‘Street Fighter’ was some wild shit behind the scenes. JCVD doing mountains of cocaine and banging Kylie Minogue, fight training done on the fly because of changes to the shooting schedule, Raul Julia dying of cancer and yet somehow giving the role 1000%.

I loved the hell out of that movie as a kid. “The chalice from the palace has the pellet with the poison, the vessel with the pestle has the brew that is true.”

I still love that the big racing event they attend is called “Race Wars”. That made it through the whole editing process.

Title card: Weyland-Yutani Research Facility, Fargo, North Dakota.

Would I watch Mike Milligan and the remaining Kitchen Brother hunting down Xenomorphs for some reason? Yes. Yes I would.

For many Australians of a certain age and musical taste, the biggest name to be attached to ‘Bluey’ will always be Dave McCormack:

I really liked Morris’ work in Fargo, though I’m surprised to see him get the nod over Sam Spruell as Ole Munch.

Good thing he’s not directly up against Jon Hamm and his incredible charismeeeeeeeah.

He was so good in ‘Fargo’. It felt like the role was in conversation with his work in ‘Mad Men’; Don Draper always romanticised cowboys in his work and tried to project a version of that ideal, where Tillman is the horrifying reality of that kind of character at its extreme end.

There was that scene where he’s walking forwards, the camera tracking him, while a slowed down version of ‘Toxic’ plays. It should be way too on the nose, but it works, partly because the look on Hamm’s face of pure rage is so scarily believable.

Make it 2019 again using science or magic.

Yes, but even once Kinja is gone, I think those of us who lived through it will still carry the scars. It’ll be like the end of ‘Lord of the Rings’, where the world has been saved but the Hobbits are forever changed by the ordeal.

A friend of mine who’s going through a really tough time right now had tickets to their Adelaide show. I’m not saying this is the worst thing that’s happened to him recently, but it sure doesn’t help.

Always nice to see more openly non-binary folk out there. I used to think there were hardly any of us, but I keep finding out about more celebrities who are NB and realising there’s more out there than I thought.

Oh fuck yeah! Just remember when you abandon Kinja to salt the earth so nothing grows there again.

Release the Lynch Butthole Cut.

I’m a big fan of Gordon Ramsay mostly not commenting on the heat of the sauces but complaining constantly about the shittiness of the wings themselves.