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More movement on The Novel Which Will Not Be Named

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I also whacked a 9000 word short story down to 6400 words. I feel good. Much better than I did earlier that day when I had what will now be forever known as A Cheerios Moment.

With real Cheerios.

I just wanted breakfast. Just a bowl of Cheerios. That's all. I poured the round bits of baked oats into a bowl, I started to put down the cereal box and turn to the fridge to retrieve the milk, because I don't bring out the milk until I need it. I'm apt to knock things over if they are not in my immediate line of sight. I got distracted. (Can you see where this is heading?) I placed the box of cereal on the counter. Except I missed the counter and hit the lip of the cereal bowl. Cheerios went flying all across the kitchen. The Reverend Selena came into the kitchen to see what was the matter, looked at the cereal all over the kitchen floor, and gave me a look as if to ask if this was for her. (Note: Cheerios slide across the linoleum quite well when batted by the cat.)

At first I was upset. I just wanted a stupid bowl of cereal. But in retrospect, no one got hurt, the situation wasn't as bad as it could have been (I hadn't poured the milk in the bowl yet) and really, on some levels, it was a thing of chaotic beauty ([livejournal.com profile] careswen helped me come to that conclusion). So from now on, anytime an absurd, chaotic, unavoidable, yet strangely beautiful accident happens, and as long as no one was injured, it will be A Cheerios Moment.

That is all.
M

Date: 2005-04-09 03:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tiny-wings.livejournal.com
*ponders if a video of a blind guy trying to clean Cheerios off his kitchen floor while his cat plays with them would make a better Cheerios commercial that the corny video of the dad in his pajamas eating Cheerios with his baby...*

Date: 2005-04-09 04:14 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
While I'm sure that it would be a more amusing video, I'm sure so sure it would help sell Cheerios!

Date: 2005-04-09 04:18 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
That should read not so sure it would help sell Cheerios!
Damn typo faeries!

Date: 2005-04-09 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tiny-wings.livejournal.com
*gives the faeries to Selena to play with instead of Cheerios*

cheerios ad

Date: 2005-04-12 11:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greykev.livejournal.com
I could see a montage: guy pours cheerios, without looking guy puts down milk - upsetting bowl, various shots of guy picking up cheerios and resignedly dropping them back in the bowl, shot of guy on hands & knees looking up as cat darts past playing hockey with wayward cheerio, guy sets bowl back on counter & breathes sigh of relief, guy looks around casually then pours milk and eats cheerios. Tag line: "They're that good"

Has the 'Ew!' factor to make it stick in the mind, several kinds of humor, and a fluffy cat. I'd probably cast a guy in his early twenties, even though it feeds a stereotype.

Re: cheerios ad

Date: 2005-04-12 11:09 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
you know, you could work in advertising! Your right, it would need to be some early twenty somethin single guy type to make the humor fully effective.

Re: cheerios ad

Date: 2005-04-13 01:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] greykev.livejournal.com
you know, you could work in advertising!

The cool thing is that if I get tired of doing Reference/Acquisitions I could find an advertising job in a library somewhere and stay within my profession. Libraries rock!

Date: 2005-04-09 04:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sartorias.livejournal.com
I suspect this one ranks slightly higher than my step-brother's Cheerios Moment. He, too, wanted a simple bowl of Cheerios. So he got them down, poured them into the bowl, got out milk, poured, went to get spoon, came back, sat down, dug in spoon, and paused, noting that the cheerios on the spoon seemed to be curiously active.

Looked at bowl, to discover that, indeed, his box of cereal had become host to a sizable population of the many-legged.

Date: 2005-04-09 04:19 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
mmm A little extra protein with the old breakfast. mmm

Date: 2005-04-09 04:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tiny-wings.livejournal.com
See? It must be good! Even the bugs like it! ;-)

Date: 2005-04-09 10:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] raecarson.livejournal.com
...it was a thing of chaotic beauty.

*files in memory banks for next clumsiness episode*

Date: 2005-04-11 12:05 am (UTC)
ext_87310: (Default)
From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
I know that for me, having all the natural grace of a club-foot cow is easier to deal with if I can laugh at the situation!

who knew?

Date: 2005-04-10 05:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] allochthon.livejournal.com
that my life was a series of cheerios moments?

Re: who knew?

Date: 2005-04-11 12:03 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] mmerriam.livejournal.com
So does this mean I've managed to define your life? Do I win zen points?

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