1st Annual Cereal Party

Last night was heaven on earth...no Brad Pitt did not come over to "clean my pipes". There was an exorbitant amount of cereal and milk flowing freely in the Schneider-Sideris household. It started tame--2% milk, Capn' Crunch Berries, Cookie Crisp, Smorz (no plain Jane Cheerios or Kix here). Then Kwi showed up with Peanut Butter Crunch and Applejacks, but with Chocolate and strawberry milk! Crazy I know. The rarities poured in...Count Chocula, Reese's, cinnamon Toast Crunch, Fruity Pebbles, Honeycomb. Oh what a party it had become. The sugar hyped us up to a sweet high that brought out laughter, giggles, and for Chuck farts. We ate dry, ate with milk, judged, and discussed the absurdities that layed before us. Oh what a night. Doug did the unthinkable. A feat no other person dared try. He did the daring, the brave, the triumphant---he mixed all cereals into one bowl. He did. I was a witness. I wouldn't have believed it unless I saw it with my own eyes. He didn't even blink, no sign of discomfort. This, was a challenge that was easy as pie...or in his case, cereal. My favorite? I branched out, tried some new cereals, lived on the edge for one passing night and tasted peanutbutter cereals, and cereals comprised of sugar and shapes, no flakes. What did I learn from this experience? It was fun being tempted by the Count Chocula, the Cookie Crisp was mighty tasty, I even remembered how good Cinnamon toast crunch was. All in all I found myself longing for my bland Kix, Special K, and Cream of wheat. My simple cereal have a superior quality to the sugar induced bling of the hyped up party cereals. I'm glad I did it. For one night I can say I lived on the edge and almost fell over, but I remember what really counts in life....simplicity and what's good.