Perhaps my blood sugar is low...

To the kind folks at Stop & Shop,

Your cereal aisle is lame.
I'm tired of the same old flakes and puffs.
And while I fell for the "NEW with STRAWBERRIES!" gimmick for awhile, it's getting kind of old.

These were my favorite cereals when I was a kid:





Please buy them and put them on your shelves so I can buy them from you.
And make sure they come with the free plastic dinosaurs inside.

Ahhhh...the plastic dinosaurs.
The source of many a fight between my younger brother and I as we consumed entire boxes in one sitting to see who would get to the prized toy first; the center of many a science fair diorama where one only needed a shoe box, some glue, and a few tufts of grass to accurately represent the Mesozoic era; and the inadvertent cause of death for an unsuspecting gold fish who leaped out of his bowl and into my father's empty shoe when said younger brother thrust a plastic dinosaur into their previously tranquil aquatic world.
But I digress....

I'm tired of bran, boring brown bits, and nuts and berries.
I want sugar.
Crunchy yellow lumps of corn, oats, and sugar that stay crunchy even when left sitting in the milk.
Dammit, I want Quisp.

Make it so.

Sincerely,
A Cereal Connoisseur



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I have a lot of writing to do.
The Children's Sunday service, 1 complete service and 3 sermons for pulpit fill-ins, a tribute piece for a scrapbook that my former church is putting together for their retiring minister (one of my dearest mentors), and pages and pages of self-analytical questions to answer in preparation for the 2-day psychological evaluation I have to endure before entering the UCC's "In Care" process.

So what am I doing to prep myself for this creative/inspirational onslaught?
I'm blogging about cereal.
Procrastination, thou ist thy middle name.