Tuesday, November 23, 2004 There are many different people who enjoy Sponge Bob
During my last overnight for the drug study, one of my studymates was showing off his tattoo while he waited in line for his blood draw. A word was written in vertically in globby gothic script on his upper arm. "What does that say? I can't read that," one of the phlebotomists said. She squinted at his arm as she drew my blood.
"You're looking wrong," the man said. "You've got to read it the other way."
I squinted too, and then realized that his tattoo was upside-down, and that one had to start down by the elbow and read up.
"See? M-U--" he prompted. I read along. -R-D-E-R. It said what I thought it did.
He could look down at it and see it rightside-up from his own perspective, like a one item to-do list.
On the previous overnight, I'd been sitting in the TV room, staring at what was on. It was a re-run of a vote-or-die kind of interview. "I can't vote anyway," the guy with the MURDER tattoo said.
"Why not?" someone asked him.
"'Cause I'm a felon."
"Mmmm. Me too," the guy sitting next to me said. The spot ended, and a commercial for the Sponge Bob movie came on.
"Oh, that's my show," the second felon said. "That shit is funny as hell. I love that."
"Why do you like it?" I asked him.
"Well, it's just all crazy," he said. "Sponge Bob and his boys, they live under the sea, right? And they've got this one neighbor. They're just all up in his shit, and they drive him crazy, and they don't even know." He looked off into the distance, and his fists clenched a little. "They just keep fuckin' with him and fuckin' with him," he said. He said he'd started watching it with his little girl, and then gotten to really liking it.
Later, he became vocally upset when the day's scheduled Sponge Bob episode was a re-run of one at an earlier timeslot. He also punched the couch.
Today I read someone's livejournal about how she and her little boy left the Sponge Bob movie after 20 minutes: her four year old started crying when one of the characters was beaten with a tire iron. Someone else commented that they'd heard other reports of parents who were shocked and upset by the movie's content.
Some weak-ass parents of toddlers just can't hang, I guess.
posted by Frenz | 11/23/2004 02:09:00 AM
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