Dan's Bike: Dead

Ok. Ok. So it's a little more complicated than I thought.

I had it. Man, I had it. I had the front wheel turning almost correctly, I had the back wheel working. I even had the gears turning. I took it for a test ride. It rode well, just needed some minor adjustments.

I made the adjustments, then hit the road again. Before I could get out of my driveway, however, I heard a CLANG!

The back deraileur broke off the frame.

I have no explosives to use on the bike. I am also out of bazooka shells. I thought about driving over it in the Jeep, but knowing my current luck I'll probably get a flat tire. So I covered it back up with a tarp and took my tools inside.

Later tonight, I am thinking about having a memorial service. Gad fracking gummity-slumping moon-fritzin ice slurper! (I could give this to you in the native vernacular, but I'm running clean blog here, folks) I feel like Darren McGavin in the movie "Christmas Story" after his wife broke his lamp. I know for a fact Melissa is responsible for this as well, just need to figure out how to blame it, er find the responsible party.