And back away quietly…
Last week I participated in an Eleventh Stack group post called Sorry Not Sorry. It was a combination of guilty pleasures and things we oddly dislike. I’m the one who doesn’t “get” the Beastie Boys. I also happen to agree with Irene about The English Patient (unreadable and unwatchable!) and Melissa M. about Tolkien.
Since apparently I’m trying really hard to get run out of town, here are some more confessions.
I don’t like Nirvana. I should. I’m a 90s kid all the way. I love Pearl Jam. I love Smashing Pumpkins. I love Lollapalooza! I love wearing flannel shirts year round and Doc Marten’s with sundresses. But Nirvana? Nope. In fact, I didn’t know who Kurt Cobain was until the day he died. I was looking for a prom dress in Merry-Go-Round (I’m old) and the sales girl was crying. She told me that Kurt Cobain died and I was like, “Who?” Wrong response.
I can’t stay awake for Apocalypse Now. I’m a war movie fanatic. Black Hawk Down, Patton, Saving Private Ryan, Platoon, The Hurt Locker, All Quiet on the Western Front…love them all. I could probably recite Full Metal Jacket in its entirety. I read Heart of Darkness in high school and actually enjoyed it! Yet, as soon as Martin Sheen starts talking, it’s sleepy-time for me, even in a theater!
A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole won the Pulitzer Prize in 1981 and is considered a very important work in modern Southern U.S. literature. Unreadable. Ignatius J. Reilly is one of the most repugnant characters in the history of print. He blames his numerous failings on a higher being (Fortuna) and he suffers from Very Special Snowflake syndrome.
I am a native Pittsburgher and I won’t eat Primanti Brothers. I was that kid that wouldn’t let the peas touch the mashed potatoes. And if that tragedy did occur, I certainly wasn’t eating it. The idea of putting not only french fries (gross!), but wet cole slaw on my sandwich is anathema to me. I can’t even. (I will hand in my Pittsburgh card and move to Cleveland immediately.)
But I love burned popcorn. Maybe that’s all the needs to be said about me? What do you love to hate?
suzy, currently packing and saying her good-byes