I've been tagged for the "Caesar's Bath" meme by Famous Author Rob Byrnes. And I must obey and play along or else he won't star as Charlotte in our planned revival of A Little Night Music (directed and choreographed by me).
These are the instructions, as indicated on his site:
Said meme takes its name from Mel Brooks' A History of the World (Part I), and, upon receiving it, one is supposed to list five things that one's circle of friends or peer group is wild about, but that one can’t really understand the fuss over. Quoth Caesar, "Nice. Nice. Not thrilling . . . but nice."
And here are my answers:
1. Reality Television - As a rule, I don't watch reality television. It doesn't interest me. There have been a few exceptions: the very last episode of the original Survivor, six episodes of American Idol - Season One, the occassional Real World episode and last summer's Big Brother 5 and The Amazing Race 5. Maybe it's the actor in me, but give me a scripted comedy or drama any day and get all of the whiners, bigots, dumb asses and future Darwin Award winners off of my television set.2. The East Village/Lower East Side - It's nothing personal against those who live, work and/or socialize there. But it's just takes forever to get there. Plus I never quite feel funky, alternative or edgy enough to walk the streets or visit the local haunts. It does have its uses (i.e. when I need a new tattoo; Crif Dogs; The Public Theater), but for this Midwestern-Queens-Midtown boy, they're few and far between.
3. Lance Armstrong "Live Strong" Rubber Bracelets - Not attractive. Not fashionable. Not even a statement anymore. Just cut his foundation a check, deduct it from your taxes and leave the thing at home on your dresser.
4. Breakfast - I know it's "the most important meal of the day" but it also cuts into my sleep time, which is far more valuable to me.
5. Country Music - I. Just. Don't. Get. It. Period.
Phew. That only took me two days to write. Now comes the fun part, which is tagging three people and putting the burden of the meme on them. Hence, I shall curse:
Bob at Bob's Yer Uncle, because he wears one of those yellow rubber bracelets.
Brian at Faggoty Ass Faggot, because I'm hoping he's the one person who managed to be immune when the Mason-Dixon Line shifted north and inexplicably turned Cleveland into a country-music lovin' town.
And Aaron at 1000 Words and More, because I'm jealous that he's funky, alternative and edgy enough to live below (or on) 14th Street.
Enjoy.
Posted by mak at May 6, 2005 4:30 PMOh. No. You. Didn't. I can't believe you tagged me with a meme! Next time you're in Cleveland I'm taking you to the shadiest lesbian bar in town and abandoning you there.
Posted by: Brian at May 6, 2005 6:45 PMI'm on the south side of 14th so I just squeeze in under the below rule.
Oh man, I'm too hungover to even think, but I will try to come up with something.
Thanks a lot.
PS - trust me - you got a lot more going on than most in my hood.
Posted by: aaron at May 7, 2005 4:28 PMWhat the heck is this? It's not a meme, it's a fricking chain letter. Memes are spontaneously generated things, not things with rules for propagation.
This ruins the entire meaning of the word.
Posted by: Steve at May 7, 2005 4:36 PMi dun get country music too. but u directing and choreographing a play? cool... i get.
Posted by: jennir at May 8, 2005 10:10 AMOh, geez. Now I feel bad because Steve's weekend was apparently ruined.
I'll get over it.
Posted by: Famous Author Rob Byrnes at May 9, 2005 11:35 AM