Here in the apartment of Matt and Jenn, we have a lot of boxes of cereal. Both opened and unopened, fourteen was the last count. Matt rearranged them and put the expiration dates on the side of the boxes in bold black ink, so we eat them in order. (He's organized like that.) I dubbed him the Cereal Captain and answered him with "Aye Captain!" upon the issue of the consumption of cereal according to date edict. He wasn't as amused as I was.