John.....Seems you have a thing with hot dogs. I remember heading up to NAS Bermuda for the weekly meeting (or whatever). You wanted a dog then as well. So a dog outside the meeting..... My mustard pack for my dog was tough and required extra pressure to release its golden goodness. Next thing we both knew your whites were covered in my mustard. I imagine Pat is still upset about that one.
Hope life is good in Mississippi. Keep getting those hot dogs.