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Got a big box of the above cereal a few days ago and am trying it out. It's a lot less sugary than what I've usually been eating for breakfasts.

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of June 2, 2016

Aphorist James Guida contemplates the good results that can come from not imposing expectations on the raw reality that's on its way. "Not to count chickens before they're hatched," he muses, "or eggs before they're laid, chickens who might possibly lay eggs, birds who from afar might be confused with chickens." I recommend this strategy for you in the coming weeks, Sagittarius. Experiment with the pleasure of being wide open to surprises. Cultivate a mood of welcoming one-of-a-kind people, things, and events. Be so empty you have ample room to accommodate an influx of new dispensations. As James Guida concludes: "Not to count or think of chickens."

Breakfast, lunch and dinner of champions.

I'm making a batch of Monkey Bread for the first time in more than a year and a half.

Oddly enough, this seems to be important...although I cannot guess why.

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of October 3, 2013

To give you the oracle that best matches your current astrological omens, I've borrowed from "Sweetness," a poem by Stephen Dunn. I urge you to memorize it or write it on a piece of paper that you will carry around with you everywhere you go. Say Dunn's words as if they were your own: "Often a sweetness comes / as if on loan, stays just long enough // to make sense of what it means to be alive, / then returns to its dark / source. As for me, I don’t care // where it’s been, or what bitter road / it’s traveled / to come so far, to taste so good."

Dad bought us a bag of Cinnamon Mini-Donuts this morning. I'm wondering if I should have a couple with my next cup of tea.

I seem to be practicing good temperance everywhere else today.

Last night I finished off a box of my usual store-brand frosted shreded wheat cereal, and we needed other foodstuffs in the house, so I went to a grocer in the course of my errands today.

I gave the cereal aisle some very close scrutiny, as I don't often do the food shopping myself and because things have changed since it was that Mum and I would go to the stores together. Anyway, I was about to give up when one of my favorites from my high school and college years, Kellogg's Cracklin' Oat Bran, was shown to be close-out priced at half of retail...or about what we paid every week or so for the store brand cereal I usually eat. So I got a box.

I ate about half a cup of it dry as I awaited this computer booting up. The smell reminds me of the sorghum-delivery vehicle stuff I used to throw in the feed buckets for my sister's horses thirty years ago. I guess I really am born Sagittarius/Year of the Horse.

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If I use two packets of instant oatmeal at a time, it only uses one cup of boiling water, not a cup and a third like it says in the instructions.

Sagittarius Horoscope for week of December 22, 2011

The Environmental Working Group wrote the Meat Eater's Guide to Climate Change and Health. It concluded that if every American avoided eating cheese and meat one day a week, emissions would be lowered as much as they would be by removing 7.6 million cars from the roads. This is the kind of incremental shift I urge you to specialize in during 2012, Sagittarius -- whether it's in your contribution to alleviating the environmental crisis or your approach to dealing with more personal problems. Commit yourself to making little changes that will add up to major improvements over the long haul.

Earlier in the month my father announced that his physician had recommended that he take up a vegetarian diet and give up cheese and other dairy products in order to get better control on his diabetes. I already have a habit of meatless days (and in fact, I wish I knew the method the U.S. Government used during the World Wars to set Meatless, Wheatless and Sweetless Days on the calendar) tho' I haven't made it so firm and formal.

I'm the token skinny guy in any group these days. Everybody else seems to have a bigger appetite than I do.

Mum finished her re-transcription of her last print-only novel, COME HOME TO LOVE (which may get a new title as Mum hates the old one), today.

I had scanned some old LJ entries of mine over the weekend and so had the idea of buying her some donuts to celebrate. Only, at the supermarket, I realized that with the money on hand I couldn't afford what they offered.

Knowing my folks, on the morrow they'll make their usual Tuesday run to the bakery thrift store and get the week's bread. Maybe they'll also pick up a bag of mini donuts too.

With habit comes predictability.

It got broken tonight.

It was like part of the family. It was iconic.

We had it thirty years...bought it soon after the shopping center at US 19 and Spring Hill Blvd. opened.

It was beginning to show its age, so its breaking should not have surprised me--but it did.

It was a Rubbermaid one-pint measuring beaker, slabsided, with scales on both sides, translucent smoky brown, no handle, spout on one side. Bought it at Publix.

Made countless dishes while utilizing it to confirm quantities of ingredients. Its "killer app" was the milk for Kraft Macaroni & Cheese, which it excelled at. We must have prepared well over 1000 batches of Macaroni & Cheese using that beaker.

And now it's gone and we'll have to find another somewhere. Life from here on will not be the same.

FP

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Frosted Mini-wheat cereal, dry. Finger food.

*) All-Seeing Eye just heard back from the camera repair shop in Asheville. Olympus has been repaired, with a new part, and will be shipped back. Dad is paying the bill. Need to do something nice for him for Father's Day...so I'm open to suggestions.

*) The above is also good for my Reviewer Corps project because now I don't have to borrow somebody else's camera to photograph my work.

*) Sweet Tooth adores the Russell Stover Chocolate Sauce. It on bread is too decadent for breakfast...you might get away with it on a coffee break, but only if you've done something important that morning first.

*) I just inflated a 16" royal blue balloon for Inner Child.

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Depends on what's available, of course. I rarely shop for what I eat...it's my parents' home and they do the grocery and bakery duties. Tho' I'm not sure how that would change if I were living on my own. Usual snack staples for me in any case: cereal sans lait as finger-food (Chex or Frosted Mini-Wheats); pretzels; chips/crisps (potato or tortilla); peanut butter sandwiches or P.B. on saltines; cinnamon toast; vanilla wafers or graham crackers; cookies (often home-baked); granola bars. Pop Tarts sorta count but I usually reserve them for either breakfast or the midnight meal, as I do Monkey Bread when we have it.

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Sleep, sleep, sleep! Granted, the best breakfast I've had in recent times (relatively speaking) was one I ate at a hotel I worked at after a night shift. Before that, it was at a hotel restaurant during a vacation taken back when Ford or Carter was President. (I got the splurge deal. I could handle it back then; I was a growing boy.)

Simple matter: food is a chore; sleep isn't.

*) We suffered Epic Fail in an attempt (completely Dad's idea) to make waffles for dinner. He lost the instructions/recipie; he got a Fannie Farmer recipie that was made for PRE-ELECTRIC means of waffle-making; the waffle iron hadn't been used in months and Dad hadn't cleaned or re-oiled it...and the result was chunks of half-burnt, half-still gooey stuff. It was partly his fault, and partly my fault, but I was much more angry about it.

*) RetroTV keeps showing episodes of the old Battlestar Galactica either out of sequence or just looping the same ones over and over. More than a year ago, I wanted to see the second part of "Lost Planet of the Gods", and perhaps "The Long Patrol". Either I keep missing them or they just don't have them to show. Tonight's show was "Murder on the Rising Star"...which I've seen enough times, along with "War of the Gods" (as great as that one is), "Living Legend" (ditto), "Experiment In Terra" (which was an unfortunate wasted opportunity), and "The Young Lords" (ugh).

* The swap meet at the HobbyTown for gamers wasn't very good to me. I only sold five pieces for $5...and the guy with the MechWarrior pieces I bought last time didn't show. As a consolation I got a couple Comanche gunships at the Tuesday Morning in North Peters for my Heavy Gear/MechWarrior force.

Hey.

A couple notes since I last talked about bread here:

1) Sister bought us a new toaster to replace an old one. It can handle Texas Toast. Now all I have to do is nudge the folks into buying the bread more often.

2) We're baking a batch of Monkey Bread, so I thought to look up an old USENET post on the subject and repost it here.

(...) Buddy, it is. In fact, your mention of it is making me a little Jonesy for it right now. Gonna search the archives of Ye Olde 75Mhz Pentium I computer...

Well, I got the Chef of the Monkey Bread right here, so I'm going to reconstruct the recipie here and now. Here goes:

( Monkey Bread )

FP

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Sleep in till Noon, or at least 11 AM.

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The peanut butter sandwich can be either/or, which makes it the best of both worlds.

Yesterday I got up in the morning, went to the kitchen pantry and found that Dad had purchased for me a two-week supply of Kellogg's Pop Tarts. And I noticed that all the boxtops had already been cut off.

ME (to DAD): Did you send for the Indiana Jones canteen or the backpack?

DAD (very smug): Both.

No doubt, I was born to be a dork. I came from the best bloodline for that possibility.

*Noshes a S'Mores Pop Tart, washes it down with coffee*

1) I asked Mum to make macaroni & cheese "the hard way" for dinner tonight...and it turned out we didn't have enough of the right kind of cheese for that. What resulted was a kind of Italian mutant macaroni cassarole with mini lasagne, ricotta cheese, tomato sauce and strips of pepperoni. For it being neither fish nor fowl it worked out pretty well.

2) After years of playing the web game at Yahoo!, Meez and MSN, I bought the "home version" of Cubis2 tonight and tried it out. Haven't played all the levels yet. It's tougher because it's hard to tell the purple blocks from the blue ones.

3) Tonight was the finale of American Masters' documentary on Warner Brothers. Goodfellas, Unforgiven, The Matrix, The Departed, Letters From Iwo Jima, Harry Potter and where the future looks to be in movies. There was also a segment about the lives of the four brothers and their families. What was the Polish surname that got changed to Warner when the family emigrated? Amazingly, it starts "Wonk"...! These guys were in a craft of making a new kind of treat, weren't they?

4) Store-brand toaster pastries? They're okay. But I have been very pleasantly reminded that the Kellogg's Pop Tart is still far superior to them quality-wise. *eyes the pantry* Hmm...I can wait till breakfast.

FP

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I seem to be living on Peanut Butter Sandwiches, Ramen and Pizza.

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