The dreaded 4am alarm is back in my life this week. I'm in Hobart filling in for Paul Hogan on Sea FM with Woody (Esther Woodhams) and Lisa Gormley. You can hear podcasts of the show at their website and on iTunes, but unfortunately none of the SCA stations outside of the capital cities are streaming at the moment over an issue with music rights and royalties.
The Shelf returns for Season Ten (X). You can find up-to-date details at http://shelvers.com.au and our FB page as we get closer to December, but right now we have confirmed that joining Justin Hamilton and I every week will be Claire Hooper, Cal Wilson, Aunty Donna, Watson and Charlie Pickering. The first show on Dec 1 will also have a spectacular guest lineup including Rove, Tom Gleeson, Rob Hunter and Dave Thornton. Cancel Xmas, this is better.
I love doing The Shelf so much. The spontaneity, the variety, the mania. If you love seeing comedians enjoy themselves, you have to come down and experience the madness that is The Shelf.
My self-imposed long service leave is coming to an end. Rather than ease myself back into work slowly, I'm jumping in head first.
From Thursday I will be a part of Miss Itchy's Lazy Susan at the Tuxedo Cat for the Melbourne Fringe. Details available in the gig section, or you can click the picture of the identical twin teenage bridesmaids below. If you've never seen Miss Itchy before, it is a terrifying and deranged experience. Also joining Miss Itchy will be The Poofcast's Scott Brennan, although as he's pretty, he may end up being used as a toy by Little Miss Candy-Girl.
As well as the Lazy Susan, you can catch me in Melbourne at Spleen, Five Boroughs and The Comic's Lounge in October.
If I'm not engrossed in a film or tv show, I'll pick up one of my devices. Often I'll text my sister about just how ludicrous it is. This week Pompeii (dir. Paul WS Anderson) arrived from Quickflix, and while watching it, I started tweeting. It was that or fold laundry, which is difficult with 3D goggles on.
I'm watching Pompeii, or as I like to call it, John Snow and the Volcano.
WARNING The Poofcast contains coarse language, adult themes, sexually explicit discussion and the inception of Dirty Pilates.
The Poofcast has been on hiatus for nearly a year. It has been even longer since we recorded together. There were several reasons for the sudden cessation of the podcast, some of them personal to various members of the team, so I won't go into them here. We reconvened recently to record a Eurovision Reunion special, and it was a hoot. So much so, we recorded another couple on the back of the reunion, and they have been released over the last fortnight. It was just as mad and manic as ever, and despite how well things went, part of me is tempted to leave them as a three week reunion and never try it again. Like those Ab Fab specials.