When I was much younger I used to wake up in the morning and get
myself dressed and get a bowl of cereal. For some reason I was a
sucker for grapenuts with half & half instead of milk. A little sugar
and good to go. Occasionally afterwards my parent's would take me to
my great-grandma's and she would inevitably ask me if I'd eaten yet.
Of course my answer was no so that she would make me a plate of eggs
over-easy and some toast. It's no wonder I was a little chubby as a
kid.

Numberous years later I'm getting old. I really don't like eggs over
easy at all anymore. Scrambled is the way to go. And this morning I
had a bowl of cereal with some good ol' half & half. My stomach says
no! There are little pissed off stomach cleaners ( a la Osmosis Jones)
marching around my stomach with annoyed faces, pausing every few
minutes to kick in my insides and remind me that "Hey, you're an old
fart."