A USMC enlisted man's camouflage cap. I was bummed when I got it home and it was too small; gave it to my wife.

Pacific Daylight Time has plunged my morning commute into darkness again. On the MUP I passed under an underpass and another cyclist was heading my way. We blinded each other with our headlights and I heard "THUMP THUMP - Ow! Hey!" Trying to avoid me he ran over a couple of bums who were hauled out like harbor seals on the MUP. I guess when they bedded down the night before they had no idea that this nice clean flat concrete with a roof over it would have bike commuters headed to work in the morning. So add another use to the list of multiple uses of the path: dormitory for the mentally ill.