It's been some time since I've done a grilled cheese man or any type of grilled cheese artwork. Way back at the end of October I came up with the idea of making a grilled cheese man and then letting him go bad so I could have a moldy grilled cheese zombie for Halloween and something for the zombie blog I do with Middle Aged Woman. Unfortunately, this led to that and I didn't have one made up for the Halloween deadline. Still, it was a good idea so during the first few days of November I grilled up my sandwich, cut out my future zombie and stuck him on a skewer. Remember the first week of November bit.
This picture was taken on January 24th. Rounding the numbers out, this guy is approximately 75 days old now and looks almost identical to the day I made him. Seventy-five days. Processed cheese and margarine. When we're dug up by some future species of humans or cockroaches or whoever takes over after us, those archeologists won't find bones, they'll find fossilized stomachs.
*I'm looking for two answers today, the book and the movie.