I'd just like to take this moment to thank the gentleman who stopped to repair my bike on the South Platte bike trail yesterday in Denver. He removed my punctured inner tube and replaced it with a spare he happened to be carrying. He refused my money and just told me to pay it forward.
It shouldn't be terribly surprising to learn that there are decent people out there who will stop and help strangers, but it's nice to be reminded of that once in a while.
Meanwhile, I now have a huge karmic debt to repay, so if anyone needs me to review a paper, change a diaper, or selectively recall the details of an alleged crime, now's the time to ask.