Gothic Granola

“I am my own leader” read one of the affirmations I received this week from  The Virtues Project .   On Sunday when I arrived home from my walk, my aunt’s copy of  Watchmen , the graphic novel by  Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons , caught my eye.  I began to read it, knowing that it’s one of those comics I should probably have read because of the gaming/sci-fi/geek/artistic circles in which I rotate.  One slogan graffitied on a wall in an early frame stuck out: “Who will watch the Watchmen?”

Let me tell you a public secret.

Organised another one of  these  last Saturday.  I took home the leftover white rice from the Indian food.

As I ate Nature’s Path Mesa Sunrise with almond milk, I realised that eating cereal is actually quite pleasurable and why don’t I do it more often?  Said I, I usually have oatmeal for breakfast, and since oats are a blank slate, they’re good for all meals of the day, and they can be ground into flour.  Cereal’s somewhat one-dimensional since it generally retains a breakfast connotation.  Or it’s dessert (hello, my freshman year of college: salad and cereal for supper.  I made being vegetarian and eating healthful meals…challenging).  

Yes, Virginia, Betty Crocker can undergo a VGF makeover.