There was, in my callow youth, a cereal box prize called “Space Fringes”.  I think the cereal was called that, too, though I can’t be certain; it may have been a prize in another cereal.  The Space Fringes all had names that rhymed with “fringe”, e.g., a more-or-less grasshopper looking fellow was called “Hoppinge”.  Collect them all!

They were little plastic monsters rather like Freakies.  In fact, I believe I had set up in my mind some imaginary animosity between the Space Fringes and Freakies, something on the order of the war imagined between G.I. Joe and Action Jackson.

They must have been obliterated in the conflict, as I can find no evidence of this lost cereal or prize.

Anyone else?

The only exception was Cocoa-Puffs, because my mother loved them.

I still eat cereal as an adult. I have Trix, Cap’n Crunch, and Life in my pantry right now.

Never quite understood this philosophy.  When you compare the nutrition labels about the only difference between “kid” and “adult” cereals is the fiber content.  Sweetened or not, the carbohydrate contents are pretty close to equal.

I never got much sweetened cereal as a kid, simply because they were more expensive.

She also isn’t going to be making up a miracle flow over a cereal bowl and a poor beat from the stereo. This song reminds me so much of childhood: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNK7WO7_lDA

Saturday morning, cartoons and sickening amounts of processed sugar. Yum!

Why ever not? I’m actually waiting for my sister to visit Berlin in 10 days, with a box of Capt’n Crunch concealed in her luggage. It’s time my German daughter learned what real breakfast cereal is like. muesli be damned!

The funny thing to me here is that this book’s cover design already feels dated to me. Very 2000′s. With so many examples of great retro design within the book, it’s a shame that they couldn’t spend the money to get a designer to do a cool retro design for the book cover.

The solution to a perfect breakfast 

In other words, don’t bite down all the way. After a few weeks, you’re golden. And all amped up as well.

Naked man found swimming in fountain, screaming cosmic obscenities; His skin is  a strange green color, his pupils dilated, and multi-colored foam coming out of his mouth.

Police finally identify him as a foreign tourist. In his hotel room are 37 boxes of sweetened cereal, all opened, and a well-worn bowl and spoon. In the room’s mini-fridge, a gallon of whole milk.

I wonder if (since this book claims to be a ‘definitive compendium’) it mentions the sublime passage in Cryptonomicon about optimal consumption of Cap’n Crunch®?

Hey! They forgot the Schtickdooper! (This character liked Kix because they were fun to dynamite. Someone at the ad agency was definitely not stable!). And wasn’t that vocoder-processed voice announcing each character just too much?

It’s a webcomic starring all (yes, ALL) of the old-time cereal mascots.

http://breakfastofthegods.com/category/breakfast-of-the-gods-book-1/

*sniff*

I still miss you Fruit Brute.  :-(

Before the current recession and rise in food prices, supermarkets would occasionally have these insane cereal sales. Buy ten boxes and some insane price, add coupons, double coupons, and you’d end up with some serious bargains.

On a few occasions, I wouldn’t have enough coupons to cover ten boxes of “adult” cereal. So I’d use a coupon for kid stuff, and end up with two or three boxes of Cap N Crunch or Honey Bangers or whatever. YOW! When your’re not used to that stuff, it can be pretty brutal. It’s pretty much candy.

The sales and coupons were pretty much geared toward moving the cheap sugary crap. These days, I buy store-brand “adult” cereals. Kroger Colon Blow Extreme Bran!

As an adult, though, I’ve never gone back to sugary cereal, but planned to have one of the General Mills monsters as a Halloween treat to myself. Couldn’t find any of ‘em. It was very disappointing.

Who would have thought that Quisp represented ageless design?