Happy Birthday, Jeff!

I hope someone gives you a model rocket to launch to celebrate entering your third decade.

Can someone please explain the appeal of [insert pop cultural reference here]? I just don't get it.

Please post a portion-of-your-pantys pic. Please, for Patty's sake.

"That's a big switch from Cocoa Pebbles," Christian commented.
"Yep," I replied. "That's the idea."
"If you're going to include every weird random brand of cereal, you're never going to finish this," he added.
"Maybe not."
"You should stick to the main brands."
"I don't know... maybe..."
He also noted that "Shredded Spoonfuls" looks like a rip-off of Crispix.
I thought so too, but now that I am eating a bowl, I can see that it is more like Life cereal, in hexagonal form. It might be slightly less sugary. The box makes this cereal appear more healthy than it probably is.
I find Shredded Spoonfuls to be pretty darn good. I could imagine myself enjoying many a box of this stuff, if I had the time.
Since my childhood, Life cereal has been a perennial favorite of mine. I want to do a sugar content comparison, but the Life cereal web site is not very informative. I can't find nutrition information anywhere. I looked up the information on another web site, and as far as I can tell, Shredded Spoonfuls is about the same. Regular Life has 6g of sugar per 32g serving, and my cereal has 5g. At least Shredded Spoonfuls doesn't have some ugly-gapped tooth kid on the box.

I firmly believe I’m going to find the love of my life on Public Transit.

Maybe It will be one of the middle-aged business men, with the knee-length black jacket and matching briefcase. Maybe it will be the thuggish guy, listening to his walkman and obnoxiously singing crass lyrics loud enough for the next train to hear. Oh, I can’t forget the frat boy with the bright red face and smell of liquor or the aloof hippie who goes everywhere on the metro to help the environment.

Whoever it is, he’ll rush right in, milliseconds before “doors closing. bing bing” and he’ll sit behind me. I’ll stare at him through the reflection of the windows. The train will get stuck in one of the tunnels, and we’ll start time-killing chit chat and end up falling in love and having metro-savvy children.

And how do you envision meeting the love(s) of your life?