I can dig it. Once I tried to visit a friend on the first floor of an apartment after hitching there. She was not home, so I slept on the stairs next to her door. I was wearing a poncho and some kind of hat. I was just falling asleep when the front door opened, and a cop stood there pointing his gun at me. The look of terror on his face was indescibable. I made soothing noises, saying, "I do not have a gun and I am deaf" and slowly removed my hands from under the poncho. The cop was shaking while he checked out my id and stuff. Dang.]