Friday the 13th.

My wife had to bring a dvd player and several boxes into work today for an important presentation and meeting and desperately needed the car to do so. Naturally, the battery was dead- it had been slowly dying (maybe we don't drive it enough) I realize I've got enough time to ride to the auto parts store and get a new one. I ride there, load the 40 lb. battery into the milkcrate on the back of my bike, bungee it down and ride home. I replace the battery but as I'm doing it she's in such a panic she ends up cabbing it to work. Literally 5 seconds after the cab pulls away I start the car.

I throw the bike on the back of the car, drop off the old battery for my credit, drop the car off at my wife's work and ride to work. Rode home, then rode to the grocery store and carried three bags of groceries home on the back of the bike. Love that milkcrate.

All's right with the world.