Elvis, Trikes and Pink Bunny Suits
Dear Diary,
It’s me, Fuzzy. I know it’s been ages since I’ve last written and so much has happened since then. In case you’re wondering, I still wear my retainer to bed every night. And I still have a crush on that cute blonde guy. I think he likes me, too.
All through December I’ve been busy flittering here and there. Some of it has been motorcycle-y, some not so much. But, I am on vacation until the New Year so I feel like I can finally catch my breath. I’ve got some posts in the hopper that’ll finally get published.
December crept in with me taking a road trip (in my car) to Cleveland, Ohio to run in the Christmas Story House 10K. My sweet mom bought me a pink nightmare bunny suit like the one Ralphie got from Aunt Clara in the movie. Any of my mental problems are obviously hereditary.
My #pinknightmare bunny suit from the Christmas Story House 10K in Cleveland. #achristmasstoryrun pic.twitter.com/fEozNEYv4T
— Rachael (@Fuzzygalore) December 8, 2013
While we were in town, we visited the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame. Elvis’ SuperTrike was on display on the lower level.
When I first spotted it around the corner I was all…‘omg, wtf.’ But the more I looked at it, the more I took in its absurdity… the more I liked it. It’s weird, no doubt. But it has a totally kitsch, bassboat, starship Enterprise vibe that is hard to resist.
I think I might have a little thing for Elvis, though. I may or may not have been married at the Graceland Wedding Chapel in Vegas by accident when I was younger. It’s all blurry now.
Pro Tip: If you get married in Vegas, you’re married everywhere. When THAT shit happens in Vegas, it does NOT stay in Vegas.
I’ll leave you with this awesomeness…
Photo from: ElvisBlog.net
