Breakfast Of Chumpions

Last night I dreamt that Claire and I were in a supermarket, where I was contemplating buying a box of a new breakfast cereal, which I insisted would be delicious. Claire disagreed, pointing out that the combination of "puffed rice, muesli, and baked beans" that the cereal promised didn’t actually sound very good. In an effort to prove her wrong, I bought it anyway, and the dream-fast-forwarded to the following morning. I poured a bowl of the cereal and it did, indeed, look pretty grim. I looked for milk, but we didn’t have any, so I substituted pineapple juice. The finished product tasted exactly as bad as you would expect.

I’m munching on Crunchy Nut right now. It’s a lot better than my "dream cereal."