I got slapped by the motorcycle god this morning. It was rainy. I was just gonna fill up the tank because parking empty with the fuel lamp on (exposing the sensor to air) is bad. I decided to go around the block. Then the sun came out and I decided to ride around the neighborhood. Then I decided to get on hwy 237. Coming off the off ramp taking a right on Middlefield, I hit the white strip on the road and the bike went under me. I did a low side. The bike stopped about 30 feet from me sort of in the middle of the intersection. I did the cockroach thing. Good thing people are paying attention and also stopped. People were quite nice, helping me upright the bike and making sure i am ok. I am fine. The bike is ok. I rode it home. Scratched the engine guard, mirror, and exhaust . I like to blame the new Metzler tires, ort the strip on the road, But it is just me. I took my hand off the handle bar to signal (too lazy to use the blinker). This is the 3rd getoff on the roadstar since I got it in March 2006. Everytime it happened, I am not fully geared with my full face helmet, padded jackets, and overpants. I think the motorcycle god is telling me to be ATGATT or be slapped.