I'm going to attempt to do this weeks Friday Five without my first cup of coffee.
Anyone who bugs me while I'm doing it gets a spoon in the eye.
1. What food do you like that most people hate? My first impulse is to say "sushi", but then I realize tons of people must love sushi. How else could they get away with charging $6 for a tiny little morsel? Supply and demand, children.
So then I tried to think of food that I can clear the room just by suggesting.
One of my favorite snacks that my mom will stock up on for my visits but will not stay within smelling distance of is Penrose hot, pickled mini-sausages with salt and vinegar Pringles. All crunched up in a bowl. Mmmmm.
I also love:
Mustard... just plain mustard, on a spoon right out of the jar.
Peanut butter, mayo, and lettuce sandwiches
Tomato soup with olives in it.
2. What food do you hate that most people love?
I hate cooked fruit. I can eat an apple, a peach, a strawberry.... right out of the produce section, a little wash... chomp chomp chomp. But as soon as you turn that fruit into pie filling or sauce or preserves, I start gagging. And dried fruit? Forget it. Don't make me start the whole explanation of how dried apricots look like monkey testicles.
3. What famous person, whom many people may find attractive, is most unappealing to you?
Sean Penn, who can attract the passion of pop stars and princess brides, makes my stomach turn. I can't look at a bit of film he's in, except Fast Times at Ridgemont High. For some reason, he was tolerable then.
4. What famous person, whom many people may find unappealing, do you find attractive?
Tom Hanks is not hot. Tom Hanks is not built. Tom Hanks is not on a lot of pin-up calendars. I worship the very ground Tom Hanks walks on.
That is all.
5. What popular trend baffles you?
The current tendency to make everything hip-hop related. The new McDonald's commercial? Set to some stupid hip-hop beat. The I-Pod commercial? Silhouettes of people dressed hip-hopping dancing hip-hop to hip-hop music. Hip-hop is not real music, boys and girls. It's bad rhymes about whores and drugs set to an overly-bassed beat mumbled by sullen wanna-be gangbangers with named like 10cents and PuffyDiddly.
Don't get me started.
I warned you not to agitate me before I'd had my coffee, didn't I? Okay, then, there's a spoon here with your name on it... hold still.
Posted by LeeAnn at November 7, 2003 06:53 AM