Since we're seem to be confessing our stupidity, I was riding along minding my own business, when a lady pulls up next to me, and tells me I dropped my sunglasses back a little way. I turned around and rode back to get them, but instead of putting the bike on the stand, I got off, and held on to the throttle while I bent down to pick them up. Next thing I know my bike is riding off without me. Some how I ended up running along awkwardly beside it on the right side instead of the left where I started, still with my hand on the throttle. Then the wheels started rolling under my feet and that was it. I dumped it, and unceremoniously fell on top of it.
And then on top of that, as if that wasn't enough, I immediately headed home, and within about a 1/4 mile a Skunk ran across the street in front of me. I didn't get sprayed, but it seemed ominous. Later when I got home I found out that right about the time that was happening Dallas had one of the biggest earthquakes in a long time, 3.2