Name:  wico
Real name:  Ben Millhouse
E-mail address:  wico@softhome.net ...isn't all this shit in the headers?
Web page:  RSN (four years and counting)
Other newsgroups you frequent: You might see me lurking on... oh hang on, no you won't.
Length of time on the 'net:  since about '94
Length of time as a net.goth:  Pick a number between 1 and 48 521 908 and then choose your own units
Place of residence:  C*nberra

APPEARANCE:

Chromosomal makeup:  Dangly thing down there
Age:  21
Height:   60' (no really)
Weight:  waif like
Hair for this week:  blueberry, I think
Natural hair color:  poo brown, but it's ALIEN poo
Eyes:  dotted
Tattoos/ Piercings/Other bizarre manipulations: none
Preferred clothing:  boxer shorts
Caught in the act clothes*:  I'm so GAF that even my lightbulbs are painted black (so I don't  have to see any other colours)
[*caught in the act refers to caught in the act of not being goth (oh the horror!)]

LIFESTYLE:

Occupation:  tech type guy
But I'd really like to be an:  eco-terrorist
Martial status: single
Mating status:  insert an apostrophe between the 'm' and the 'a' and use your imagination
Sexual preference: exhausted
Number of other acg'ers you've been "intimate" with:  err... none
Religion:  I am the Grand Vizier of the "Fuckit" chapter of the Church of Nihilism
Hours of sleep per day:  6-8 hrs
Time of day when you're at your best:  2:47 AM.  Exactly.
Pets:  none
Dietary classification:  "Vivian, eat the telly."
Perky/mopey/neither: one of those
Liver:  building character
Hobbies: watching movies, reading anything interesting, walking, fiddling with 'puters, getten' pished, procrastinating.  You name it, I'll try it at least once.

FAVOURITES:

Band:  anything from FotN to Will Oldham to Alchemist to Bach to Radiohead to...
Band that you are ashamed to admit you like on here:  I like all of my music but I guess I wouldn't bother talking about Pearl Jam here.
Pub: the Phoenix (it's a sort of krusty Irish type of pub with good beer and a fairly low yuppie quotient)
Club:  Nexus but I wouldn't mind seeing what the fuss is about all those new-fangled Melbourne and Sydney clubs
Epitaph:  "Buggar.  I knew I should have snipped the green wire."
Book/author:  Way too many.  I guess I've reread Douglas Adams more than any other author.  Favorite comic would be _Poison Elves_ by Drew Hayes.
TV show:  See diet question
Actor/actress:  Consistently?  Johnny Depp.  But it really depends on the movie and the role in question.  Lots of people can act given the right situation.
Movie:  Any schlock gore B-grade horror movie.  Even the bad ones.  ESPECIALLY the bad ones.
Artist/artwork:  Hieronymous Bosch/_Garden of Earthly Delights_
Animal: mongoose
Food:  Anything tasty and usually spicy.  Indian and Italian dishes (in no particular order) would make up most of my personal top ten.
Drink:  Guiness, Kilkenny, Bourbon and Coke, South Australian wine, South American coffee, blood^H^H^H^H^H urine^H^H^H^H^H errr...
Texture: Cold air in the face
Place to go:  on my way to somewhere else

MISCELLANY:

If you were stranded on a tropical island, what three things would you want with you?
A decent sized snow capped mountain range (fjords are an acceptable substitute), a VCR (with the optional portable video shop feature) and a large pencil.

New Star Wars or Old Star Wars?
Old for now but I reserve final judgement until Episodes II and III come
out

What is your greatest desire right now?
A recharged brain.

What pisses you off the most?
People that think they know how to fuck up my life better than I do.

What has the exact opposite effect?
An opportunity to [amuse | surprise | offend] someone

Anything else you want to say that you don't feel is covered above?
No.  I think my Monday morning creative urges have been sapped away already.