Scott Williams

Where did I put the Cheerios? It’s one in the morning, and the cereal has hidden itself in one of my many bank-vault-quality cabinets. The gusto I expend in my exhaustive search translates into a volley of thunderous claps as I rummage through the cabinetry in search of the fugitive cereal. Because of my habit of keeping each spoon in a separate drawer, I have to open and slam several closed before I discover the hidden trove of utensils so essential to cereal-eating. Now where did I put the bowls? Though I have only a 700 square foot apartment, I seem to have more cabinets in my kitchen than rocks on the ocean shore. And due to my poor location memory, I have to consistently open and close all of them in order to find anything! Oh woe to the one who uses a linear search to find something in my kitchen.

It’s now three in the morning, and having completed the barrage of kitchen-door banging that provides the cheerful staccato accompaniment to my cereal preparations, I retire to the bathroom to begin a 2-hour deluge of cabinetry percussion sure to delight my neighbors and myself.

[Ed. Trompey’s regular place on this blog will be discontinued, as I no longer live below her. In her place, I introduce Slamantha, the acoustic genius next door. Selections from Slamantha’s Diary will appear here periodically.]

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