I've grown accustomed to my usual homeless friends. There's Crutch Guy, Down-and-out-Iggy-Pop Guy, The Recycler and Drunken Ho. Today, a new guy was visiting. A new guy who obviously can't handle his liquor at 8am. A new guy who projectile vomited all over Sunset Blvd in rush hour traffic for five minutes. I quickly walked to the next stop so as to avoid any wafting of the smell, which I'm sure was lovely.