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Kellogg’s Limited Edition Indiana Jones Chocolate Cereal With Marshmallows

Monday, September 29th, 2008

Indy the ol selloutNaturally and Artificially Flavored. Enlarged to show texture.

I know that the DJIA dropping 700+ points may be on your mind, but there are other important events afoot. Like the coolest anniversary present ever, which I am taste testing right now. My initial response was:

Wait… this is just Cocoa Puffs with some reject Lucky Charms marshmallows in it.

All it took was another serving and a bit more enthusiasm. Back in my day, this cereal would have come with a real bull whip inside, or at least a way to send off for the gold plastic deco bowl pictured on the box. But I’m not greedy. I live on main street, not wall street. A printed box containing premium cereal is prize enough for me. 

Anyway, I’m just warming up for a wiki how. I can sure as hell tell you how to eat this cereal.

  1. Pour the milk in with conviction.
  2. Marvel at the realism of the marshmallow skulls, hats, and torches.
  3. Sing the theme song to yourself while you eat.

 Crystal skull, Indy's hat, torch

See? With a little imagination, you can actually taste the dust, cobwebs, and precious artifacts. Indy, cover your heart!

Packt like sardines in a 3G box

Wednesday, July 9th, 2008

Sitting in LAX tethered to a power outlet, I’m going to let the virtual keypad’s corrective spelling do its thing. At Cliff’s suggetion I took the scenic route here. I went north to go south and avoided congestion in the process. Again I have an hour plus of downtime in an airport, but it’s a good thing; I’m sure we’re still at orange threat despite the wiretap green light bill passing today. Want to bet we are orange for the rest of W’s term? Politics is probably a bad topic, as it is at the sagebrush. What a longhorn is doing in Calabasas makes no matter to me.

Rambling on, I was behind a Buddhist monk in the security line. As I waited patiently, he asked me to go on ahead. Damn, I should have known better than to try to be emptier than him. Now I am marveling at the hustle and bustle, the quest for relevance within shortening attention spans, and the undoubtable commoditization of power outlets and networks. We joked today about giant cellphones in the 80s, and how children will not only find vinyl records incredible but also CDs, and possibly even the metaphor of a keyboard. That guy is so old he knows touch typing. He even remembers white out.
“have yourself a good time its nothing at all”.

With increasing time zone delirium,
Your humble narrator

Independence

Sunday, July 6th, 2008

Declared independence from the keyboard for two days…

You get much more shopping experience per dollar at the goodwill, and also see garments as they should be–in spectral order.

This bling could have been yours for the amazingly low price of: the gaul to dismantle this brilliant installation. At these prices, bling goes fast.

JLO