Ride home was good. It gets pretty cool when the sun goes down before 5 pm. Had all my lights blinking and had to stop on the ramp down to the FDR MUP to let two other cyclists heading up pass. Neither had any lights. In fact, the only bike I saw with lights was a commuter roadie flying past me on 1st Ave.

Met a private security consultant (mercenary) at the pizzeria during dinner. He was showing me pics of himself in Afghanistan guarding our troops and training the Kurds in weapons. He made $200k tax free for that. I'm not sure how I feel about paying private security consultants who are better equipped than our troops 10x what our soldiers make and not taxing them to boot. Actually, I know how I feel about it. One thing's for sure, if he really can run a mile in 6+ mins. while firing two handguns accurately and hit targets 600 yds. away w/o a scope, I wouldn't want to meet up w/ him in a dark alley unless he was on my side.