Well, my drive home was a bit more eventful than my drive to work! I was about a mile or so from home, when all of a sudden, Greenie's engine died. I pulled over, tried to start him, and while he'd turn over, he wouldn't catch. So, I hopped out, opened his bonnet, and reminded myself of the old addage -- an engine needs three things: fuel, air and spark. Well, I had air (new filters about 100 miles ago), I had fuel (carbs rebuilt 100 miles ago, all lines intact and I could smell fuel from trying to start him without luck). Soooo, the dreaded spark appeared to be my problem. About this time, I truck pulls up behind me, and a guy jumps out and offered help. He explained that he had sold his '58 MGA and recently purchased a '63 Alpha spyder. He offered me a ride home (turns out he lives around the corner from me). I explained that I had been planning on replacing my coil and had the new one at home, as well as a spare rotor, and I hoped it was one of these two things (and not points or the condensor). He said he'd be more than happy to drive me back to the car once I grabbed parts and tools! Very nice guy indeed!
To make a long story short, the new coil did not solve my problem. So, I was then faced with a couple of alternatives. High tension line. Condensor. Points. Rotor. I had a spare rotor, that was all. So, with a prayer to the spirit of Lucas and a sacrifice to the LBC gods, I opened the distributor cap, pulled out the old rotor and pushed on the new one. i reached into the cockpit, turned the key, and Greenie fired up with vigor. I cruised home, vowing to lavish some much-needed attention on my ignition system this weekend.