For a couple of weeks the d-blog has been craving bologna. On dark rye. With yellow mustard. The d-blog hasn't eaten bologna for a decade at least, but yesterday bought a package and some cheapo mustard (already had the dark rye) and made himself a sammich.
It was gross. Bologna is inherently slimy. Billy Bob got the last couple of bites.
One other craving recently is for Taco Bell's Taco Supreme (with extra hopefully-not-salmonella-infused tomatoes).
The d-blog is not, as far as he knows, pregnant.