Horrific Hallowheelie

Last night was our bike club”s 7th annual Halloween Pub Pedal known as Hallowheelie. In the past I”ve been different versions of Frankenstein all centered around a mask I”ve had for several years. I”ve been plain old Frankenstein, Farmer Frankenstein and Fashionista Frankenstein. Late yesterday afternoon I decided to go with Cowboy Frank.
While putting my outfit together and trying it on I some how ripped the jaw off of Franks face. So I get out the super glue to put the mask back together and you know what happens when the supper glue comes out. After I painfully peeled the mask from my fingers I tried the mask on only to find the fumes from the glue so strong I couldn”t wear it. I assumed maybe the glue wasn”t fully dry and the fumes would be gone a little later. I was evidently correct on both accounts because later I found clumps of glue in my hair and I wore the mask on the ride with no ill effects from the glue. As the evening progressed I somehow manged to rip Franks hands and one finger completely off. Another problem I encountered was that after the repair on the mask, Frank”s mouth was now mostly closed making it even more difficult to drink beer through the mask than previously.

Nova opted to not attend the ride as did many other people. It was a pretty low turn-out but we still had a fun time.