Why Hobo?

This blog is called Pineapple Hobo. But why? I'm going to skip the "pineapple" part and talk about "hobo".

"A hobo is a migratory worker or homeless vagabond, often penniless. The term originated in the western United States during the last decade of the 19th century" -- Wikipedia



Homeless sounds about right, but migratory? No. Vagabond? Nope. Worker? Ha, not currently.

So what are the other options?

Tramps: Only work when they're forced to.
Bums:   Don't work at all.
Vagabonds: Drift and wander.

Technically speaking, I'm not any of these. The reason I chose the title, "hobo" is for no
other reason than I like the sound of it. I don't have a job at the moment, but that might change.

This morning, I filled out an application to be a part-time evening security guard at a church. If I end up getting the job, I'll have considerably less time for other ventures, but I'll be that much closer to the true description of a hobo.

So, in anticipation of this I'm going to brush up on my hobo lingo:

• Barnacle: a person who sticks to one job a year or more
• Bullets: beans
• Glad Rags: one's best clothes
• Chuck a dummy: pretend to faint
• Cover with the moon: sleep out in the open

Time for me to go cover with the moon. ADIOS!

Results May Vary

Pineapple Hobo has been neglected lately, but I have some good excuses so listen up.

#1. I Tricked the Prettiest Girl in the World Into Marrying Me

I have been extremely busy with all of the proposal shenanigans and have not felt at all like a hobo. Sometimes, even as a hobo, you have to splurge, but there is no situation in which you should pay over a month's worth of living expenses for a single meal. It was the best meal I have ever had and completely worth it, but it has taken a week to feel like a hobo again. 

WARNING!!! RESULTS MAY VARY. BECOMING A HOBO DOES NOT GUARANTEE THE COMPANY OF A PRETTY GIRL.

 #2. School is Not Fun and it Takes Up All Your Time

So far, being an engineering student AND a hobo hasn't made my studies any more difficult, but difficulty isn't something they struggle with. I spend less time on schoolwork than I should and it is still too much.

One class in particular, electrical engineering, is the most frustrating. The professor is a 127 year old Polish woman who speaks jumbled english in a high pitched voice and goes through examples faster than any normal human can follow. Not to mention, she gives out an average of four assignments a week. All of my other classes are fine and I quite enjoy industrial engineering and linear algebra.

I love learning and reading, but I hate school. I'd rather do it on my own. I love challenges, but hate exams. School is not for me. I'll be beyond excited when I graduate in a year and a half.     

#3. School Sucks the Fun Out of Life

Same as above.

So, that pretty much sums up why I haven't been updating Pineapple Hobo. My busy schedule isn't likely to improve anytime soon, but I am going to try my best to post new entries as much as possible.

Also, to clarify everything above, my life is great and I love every second of it. I just hate school and wish I had more time for other things.

Until next time. . . ADIOS!