If
you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans.
I had such a good
plan, too. Get up, get dressed, ride some back roads, then head back in
to have breakfast and coffee at Waffle House. Nope. Suzi, my Suzuki SV1000, took a dump on
those plans.
Six hours later, I'm finally having my first cup of coffee
of the day.
Bad news: The stator's shot.
Good news: I got a good deal on the part, and it
should be here in a week.
Better news: Brotherhood. I called a brother,
waking him up, and he and his lady came out and gave me a jump start,
followed me home, and he spent hours with me, checking the charging
system. It only cost me a trip to Jack In The Box, and he didn't even
want me to pay for that. Actually,
he did all the work, since I don't know anything about electrical
systems, other than they have one lever: Leave 'er alone.*
It sucks when things fall apart, but knowing you're never alone, well... that's brotherhood.
And it makes the coffee taste even better.
It wound up raining, anyway.
*Credit for the "leave 'er alone" comment goes to my brother, Dennis "Trippple Nippple" Cole, who went on the Forever Chapter in 2005. R.I.P. my brother. GBNF, GFFG
