there's some weird people out there...

I mean, really, it takes a certain kind of obsession to make a whole bunch of intricate, complex and rather disturbing knit models of child-like scenes with a sinister twist

On hot dogs

I have never understood how men are able to eat something so phallic in nature. I personally find the contents disgusting (I prefer to know exactly what part of the animal or what type of animal I'm eating, thanks) but if I'm able to get past that there's always the thought that I'm biting into something shaped like a penis to turn me off. Despite these personal disgusts, I expect I am going to have to deal with hot dogs innumerable times this summer, especially since we've had them at least 6-7 times since I've gotten home. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind them on very rare occasions- like once or twice a year.

Let it be known that I will be joining people at the apartment for dinner every time that hot dogs appear on the home menu in the fall. Especially when they're accompanied by overcooked Kraft macaroni and cheese or french fries.

Can you guess what we had for dinner tonight?