Cereal Blog OTG and Coheed & Cambria

Eating Dicks!

Hey, folks. Chad Zilch here. Today marks the first ever Cereal Blog On The Go!

I was on the way to a Choheed & Cambria concert in Pittsburgh (more on that below if you're interested.) and we stopped at a place called Dick's Diner.

We were all looking through the menu, and my sister's boyfriend had pointed out that the menu includes cereals. He then said, "You can get some pictures for your blog here." And I was like, "That's the dumbest and greatest idea ever." So I asked the waitress what cereals were available, and Corn Flakes seemed like the best option.

The portion of cereal wasn't that great, but the cereal to milk ratio was on point, so I guess that's all that matters. I mean, I wasn't expecting a huge amount of cereal like I eat at my house, but I was kind of hoping for at least two cups of cereal, and I'm pretty sure this was only one cup. The milk was brought in a small cup and was kinda warm. Not like grossly warm or anything, but it certainty could have been colder.

Overall, pretty good cereal. I'm like 99% certain it was name brand Kellogg's Corn Flakes. Biggest complaint was the milk temperature. 

I'd give it a 8.5/10

See ya, folks.

(Up next is the concert part of the blog, so if you only came here for the cereal, your job here is done.)

Coheed & Cambria LIVE At Stage AE in Pittsburgh

(I wrote a lot of this stuff on the ride home from the show so it could still be fresh in my mind)

Coheed and Cambria: Love em, hate em, or Google em, they're my favorite rock band.

 (And have been since like 2005.)

I'm sure a lot of you probably don't know, but I've never been to a concert before. I've been to bars with musical guests, and open mic nights, but as far as going somewhere just to see musical talent in a large crowd while your feet fall off, I've never done it. Till now.

Coheed and Cambria took my concert hymen and tore it the fuck up. 

They rocked the place. As soon as Claudio started singing, my feet didn't hurt anymore. It's incredible to focus so much on something you forget everything else. 

It's incredible to see a band you've idolized for about ten years just standing on stage like 50 feet away from you. Like, "Wow. They're people, too." Seeing people singing along is quite an emotional experience as well. All these people just shouting their heads off to a song they no-doubt have an emotional experience to. Whether it be a failed relationship, a current relationship, a good memory, a bad memory, it was just magical. When everyone sang the chorus to "Atlas," it's like they're all just telling Claudio's son to just relax because even though his dad is off touring with the band, he still loves his son and can't wait to get home and see him. 

I'm pretty sure only people I know read this thing, so that's as sappy as I'll get. 

In fact to counteract the sappiness, I now know that I said "fuck" at exactly the same time as Claudio and the rest of the band at least three times.

Fantastic experience though. Even if my ears are broken and my voice is wrecked from yelling, I'd totally go again if I ever get the chance. Just gotta wait till my hearing comes back. 

Peace to the mountain.