Bikes. Parts. Chaos.

I got to see my surgery incisions for the first time yesterday. While the bandages were off, I took the opportunity to get some pics of my new skin art. The white stuff is gauze fuzz, not mold…I hope. The bandages left a chicken skin texture on my ankle. Unfortunately, my flexibility isn't quite up to par, so I can't confirm that it tastes like chicken. Until I locate a qualified ankle-licking fetishist to identify the flavor, we'll just assume that it does, indeed, taste like chicken. I'll keep you posted. -----