A meme called Caesar's Bath is being passed around the Internet, and the idea is this: you name five things that your peers seem to love and you don't get at all. It's not a meme in so far as there are no limits, but it is a meme in that everyone's doing it. I think. That's my definition. So here, without further ado, are mine:
- Drinking mass quantities of alcohol--I've done the drunk thing, and it sucks. There is nothing fun about waking up at ten the next day with a sick stomach, a pounding headache, and an insane desire for a Quarter Pounder or some Taco Bell. And frankly, being drunk itself isn't that fun. You're perfectly drunk for about five minutes, because when you take the next sip, you're not perfectly drunk anymore. You've crossed into too drunk, when you make fun of your friends and hit on their sig-figs; another drink or so later, you're throwing up in the bushes or telling everyone you love them so much while spilling your drink down their clothing. What the fuck is fun about this? I don't get it.
- Stupid Humor--Like "Dumb and Dumber" or "Dude, Where's my Car?" or "Jackass." Even S likes this shit, and it doesn't make me laugh. About the stupidest I have ever gone is "Harold and Kumar go to White Castle" which was only good when it wasn't being obnoxiously stupid. I simply didn't get "There's Something about Mary;" I don't understand why Cameron Diaz using spooge as hair gel is funny. I have a sense of humor, I swear. But this just ain't it.
- Make-up and that "uber-trendy" look--I don't understand make-up. I never wear it, and I always cringe when I see a girl wearing what looks like entire tubes of concealer and eye shadow and lipstick on their faces. It's good to look good, no doubt about it. But when you're wearing every make-up trend and clothing trend at the same time, you don't look good. And when you have too much make-up on, you even look bad. So I don't get it. I read fashion magazines so I can find shoes and purses. I don't feel like a trendster, and I don't want to be. How little personal style one has if she wears all the trends, all the time.
- Alternative music--Things like Linkin Park, Limp Bizkit, Sum-41, Hoobastank, and Lifehouse. Once upon a time, this was my music. Things like Pearl Jam and Nirvana and Smashing Pumpkins and even, god, the Chili Peppers. But on the whole, I don't understand the majority of mainstream rock. I just don't get it. What's good about it? It sounds like shit, the lead singer is always imitating someone else, and usually they act so cocky about themselves that I feel sick. All the good bands seem to be on the fringe--and even then, the bands I like don't seem to be rock anymore. Precious few, nowadays. Because rock music is incomprehensively mostly bad.
- Sushi--I'm not saying I don't like it, because I've never had it. But I feel as if it has become this trendy thing that if you don't eat, you're a backwater loser. I'm not sure about that. I love Japanese, but I tend more towards tempura--and then, only vegetable--and yakitori. I know that people love rolls, but I can't stand the taste of seaweed. It just doesn't taste good. And as for raw fish--I've eaten it. I like tuna tartare and tuna carpaccio just fine. I'm sure I'd even like sushi if I tried it. But I'm mystified by the status that sushi holds. Yes, it's expensive, and yes, it's an acquired taste. But liking sushi doesn't make you suddenly cultured or sophisticated, and just because you know the BEST sushi place doesn't mean you're better than any other sushi lover. Because frankly, everyone I know that eats sushi knows the BEST sushi place, and they're all different. And isn't what we're really talking about sashimi? Or am I just a stupid podunk non-sushi eater?
Now, if you're in for a challenge, do the meme. It's fun and interesting. I had a hard time at the beginning, but by the time I got to five, I'd thought of a couple more: "The Family Guy" TV show, Halo (video game) and tattoos. (But not piercings, unless they're in sexual parts--that seems like torture. Or maybe that's the point. So I still don't understand it.) For goodness sake, I have my nose pierced. I get it. I love mine. I've had it for six years this month, actually. And I've never once thought of taking it out. Wow. Six years. I got it in Rome--which incidentally disqualifies me from giving blood, I think--and it's such a strong, good memory for me. One of my strongest of Rome, actually. Maybe I'll tell that story at some point, but I don't really think this is the entry to do it in.
Great Meme. I'm going to have to take your suggestion and do this on my blog.
Posted by: Random | April 19, 2005 at 06:29 AM