I think I'm cursed.
I was about to go out, but my Alternator is bad. I heard a short screech last night when I started it, went away right away. Figured my cousin just spilt a little power steering fluid on a belt again. Wasn't dark enough to notice any dimming lights, burnt rubber smells, no obvious power problems. So, I didn't think much of it. Ladyfriend won't ride on the back of my Shadow, so plans are ruined for the night.
I figure I'll dress down and fix it, call around and only 1 in stock all the way across town. Hop on my bike and nearly get obliterated 3 blocks from my house. So, here I am waiting to calm down. Figure I'll let it get less busy, and a little cooler.