Wednesday, November 25th, 2009
HOBO Mustache Party at the V:
Friday, November 27th, 2008
Hobowl V at Barber Field:
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HOBO Mustache Party at the V
The 6th annual HOBO tribute to mustaches will take place at 7:30 PM at the Bessemer VFW on Wednesday, November 25th 2009.
Once again it is that time of year for us to pay homage to everyone's favorite facial hair... the mustache. The VFW will once again be hosting us for the 6th year of our tribute to mustaches. Help us celebrate the mustache and our friendship with our annual November meet-up. Awards will be given out, mustaches will be doused in beer-foam, and spirit and camaraderie of HOBO will be re-ignited with the toasting of Old Style and the pulling of tabs.
Jizzy the Peach will be defending the UHWMC Title Belt after his memorable performance from last year under a new (shorter and much more casual) voting system for 2009.
I hope everyone can stop by for a mustachio good time!
Hobowl V
The fifth year of Hobowl will take place at 12 noon at Barber Field in Yale on Friday, November 27th 2009.
In case you have missed it, this is the premiere pick-up football game in Gogebic County. Last year, we had 25 players, 4 teams, and 2 fields to do battle for the ultimate Hobowl Prize: Coleman's Jug.
Rain or Shine, the HOBOs will be out to play some flag-football on the gridiron in the shadow of Barber School. The only requirement to play is that you must be wearing a football jersey of some kind (But there will be some extras).
Once again, the after party will be at JJ's Bar, just a block away from the field. We will all meet-up after the game for some hot food and cold beer. It will be a pot-luck style dinner, so we ask that everyone bring some sort of food the party. There will also be our very own 1/2 barrel of the cheapest pilsner that JJ's has to offer.
Tell your friends and come enjoy!
The World Health Organization has just declared a state of emergency in the City of Bessemer, Michigan. The H0B0 (H-Zero-B-Zero) Virus also known as the HOBO Flu has been infecting the town. There is already multiple known cases at local taverns of the HOBO Flu as well as on confirmed Poker Run Victory. The World Health Organization has officially declared that Bessmer is in a...
Local Bessemer doctors and bartenders are baffled and have said that the only know cure for the ailment is more beer!
The 4th of July celebrations are kicking off today with The Gathering at the Rich Brown residence followed by the 1/2 New Year's Party at Booby Hatch Ground Zero. It is expected that the H0B0 Virus will spread rapidly starting tonight and through the next days coming to a climax on the night of July 3rd.
For the latest information on the HOBOdemic follow us here at HOBOsWalk.com and at the following locations:
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One of the great ways to keep up with the happenings of HOBO is through Facebook. Yes, you can also follow the every move of HOBO just like you stalk all of your friends on Facebook snooping on what they've been up to.
Make sure you become a "Fan" of HOBO on Facebook now. If you're not on Facebook, then maybe you don't really exist because it sure seems everyone is on there now.
Visit the page now at:
Everybody be on alert! The H0B0 Virus will be infecting Bessemer this 4th of July! It has now reached HOBOdemic status!
The only cure is MORE BEER!
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Iron-on transfers of the image will be available on the 4th of July. You can bring a t-shirt or we may have a few extras. If you would like to print out your own iron-on transfer a PDF file is HERE.
You'll have to pay for quick shipping, but you can also order them through the Cafepress store.
Here is the schedule that I propose for 2009
Tuesday, June 30th --------------------------------------------
The Gathering 7:00 PM
1/2 New Year's Party at Ground Zero, 11:59 PM
Wednesday, July 1st -------------------------------------------
4th Annual HOBO Chicken Wing Breakfast, 12:00 PM
3rd Annual HOBO Bier Garten, 12:00 PM
HOBO Draft, 2:00 PM
Bar Sport Showdown, 3:30 PM
Thursday, July 2nd ---------------------------------------------
4th Annual HOBOpen, 10:00 AM
2009 Summer HOBOlympics, 12:00 PM
American Legion Spaghetti Dinner, 6:00 PM
Friday, July 3rd ------------------------------------------------
QueenMum's Royal Breakfast, 11:00 AM
HOBO Kickball Klassic 4, 12:00 PM
The HOBO Series II, 2:00 PM
HOBO Formal Wear, 6:00 PM
Parking of Trucks, 8:00 PM
HOBO Induction, 12:01 AM
4th Annual Pihlaja After-Bar Kickoff to the 4th, 2:30 AM
Saturday, July 4th ---------------------------------------------
3rd Annual HOBO Pre-Parade Tailgate, 2:00 PM
Drink with Dwight, 7:00 PM
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Please let me know what you think in the comments!
I'm not one to toot my own kazoo, usually. However, in order to stave off the soul-crushing boredom of living here in Bessemer until I find a full-time teaching job, I thought I'd start putting random articles about things that happen to be on my mind regarding the overall dumbness of life. Today, it's a phenomenon that I've come to regard as "Internet Twitch-Reflex Disorder," or ITRD.
All HOBOs are known for varying degrees of saavyness. For example: Tim is ball saavy for his mad basketball skills, G-Mac would be grill saavy for his incredible grilling ability, and Cheeks would of course be law saavy for obvious reasons. The majority of us are also fairly internet saavy, having the ability to peruse the internet tubes with the greatest of ease, finding videos, pictures, and articles of incredible value.
...and don't we ALL love a good value?
Part of my net saavy lately has been the excavation of school jobs at various district websites all over the internet. Google is a wonderful tool for this because Google will destroy all information it cannot index, thus making it the newest powerhouse in recording human history. There is a phenomenon that I have falled prey to, however, and I thought it bears mentioning here so that it may help the rest of you.
I've had a laptop chained to my body for the last one thousand years at NMU as part of their whole "laptop for every student initiative." Give a college student a laptop, and surely he or she will make excellent use of their time and use it only for their studies, right? Yeah...no. Wrong. Give a student a laptop with wireless internet and you'll see them carrying it into a bathroom and be able to hear the dinging of various AIM noises emanating from the stall farthest from the door. It's especially funny when someone's AIM noise is a cow or sheep.
Because I've had a laptop for so long, I now find it difficult to be disconnected for any long period of time. The dawn of Facebook only served to exascerbate this situation. When Facebook first appeared, I was on it constantly; and this was before the dawn of the constant stream of status updates that we have now. My usual browsing order went: email, Facebook, webcomics, Facebook, more webcomics, Facebook, email, Facebook, Facebook. This has not changed. In fact, one could say it has only gotten worse over time. Now...we have tabs.
Yesterday I was filling out an online application for the Prior Lake-Savage school district. They requested the address of NMU, so I clicked open a new tab so I could check the address. What letters did I type first? "F-A-C-E", which led to a down arrow push, followed by hitting the enter key, and suddenly it was twenty minutes and two Facebook status updates later. This happens totally by accident. It's not an addiction. It's now a bonafide reflex. Let's say I open a new window and want to check CNN.com for the current breaking news that People Magazine deems worthy of reporting. Tab, type, and there's Facebook.
Dammit.
I want to read the latest comic of Penny Arcade. Tab, type, and again...Facebook.
Damn. It.
I want to open up my student account and get the latest iteration of my unofficial transcripts. Tab, type...and...well you get the idea. It ends in a dammit.
I know this is because I've been hyperconnected for the last five-plus years, but now I'm wondering if it's an isolated incident. It goes right along with people getting "phantom buzzes" from having a vibrating cell phone in their pocket for too long and having a lot of people text them.
Tell me in the comment section of your own experiences with ITRD. It's just nice to know that you're not Facebook...
...God dammit.
As we all learned in Mrs. Negri's second grade Thanksgiving recital, the first Thanksgiving was celebrated in 1621 by black-hatted men with buckles on their shoes and women wearing kerchiefs and uncomfortably long woolen dresses, otherwise known as the Pilgrims. They sailed across the Atlantic on an old wooden ship named the Mayflower bringing little with them other than smallpox, hatred for the Church of England, and a shit-ton of beer.
They landed at Cape Cod, Massachusetts on November 11, 1620 after 65 days of sailing, being seasick, and presumably endless renditions of 99 bottles of beer on the wall. They were bitterly disappointed that Plymouth Rock was not nearly as kick-ass of a concert venue as the name implies, but figured it was as good of place as any to spend the winter burying their friends and family as they died of Indian Fever and boredom.
When summer arrived, an Abnaki Indian named Squanto swooped in like MacGyver to a Burmese village and taught the Pilgrims how to survive by tapping maple trees, planting crops, and disarming missile systems with a paper clip.
By the the time November rolled around again, the Pilgrims had much to celebrate. They had beaten the odds and survived, and also raised enough corn, pumpkins, and mashed potatoes to last them through the winter. In celebration they generously invited some of the local people whose land they would eventually seize to partake in their cornucopia of organic produce and turkey. And for three days they feasted and drank and watched the Detroit Lions lose.
This was the first Thanksgiving.
While history has taught us that our Pilgrim forefathers lived austere, hard-working, and god-fearing lives with little diversion for pleasure, the HOBO lifestyle resembles this in almost no way whatsoever. In order to celebrate this, we cordially invite you to:
HOBO Thanksgiving
May 30, 5:00 PM
3350 S 98th St.
Milwaukee, WI 53227
Yes, the HOBOs are having Thanksgiving in May to commemorate those who have taken part in the HOBO Pilgrimage known as Every Day in May. This is going to be both a festivity of gratitude for having such an outstanding group of friends as well as a house-warming party for ReRe and I in our new home in Milwaukee just a few short days after my 29th birthday.
For those who are interested in coming to town the night before HOBO T-Give, the weekend will begin on Friday, May 29th with a Brewers game vs. the Cincinnati Reds at 7:05 PM. You can join us for a Miller Park tailgate and a baseball game if you are interested. We have plenty of room to house HOBOs in our new bunk-house, so we can crash there after the game.
For those arriving on Saturday, we will plan on having the feast about 5 PM so we will have time to watch the Brewers game at 6. You may show up at anytime. We ask that you bring an appetizer, a side, or a dessert to pass. We plan on providing a full Thanksgiving dinner with a HOBO twist :) so you can use your imagination on what you'd like to bring.
After the dinner we will set up the backyard and the garage to watch the Brewers game, play flip-cup/cornhole, and hang out with our HOBOs that we haven't seen in so long. And again, there should be ample room for anyone that needs to spend the night.
Going from the Hobowl to the Fourth of July without a HOBO event is just too long. We plan on making this an annual springtime HOBO event. We miss you guys and it's time we got another chance to hang out with our HOBOs and enjoy the friendships we're so thankful for.
So plan on making the trip right now! Make sure you wear some loose-fitting pants. And let's celebrate May and HOBO, before the summer gets too crazy.
Fellow HOBOs, this is your Giant speaking, here to welcome any and all hobos and FOH's to the Motor City to witness the final four in all it's glory. There are plenty of dumpsters to fall into and take a nap at a moments notice, it's a very hospitable place for HOBOs. Mi casa es Su casa! I already have confirmation that 3 HOBOs/FOHs besides myself that will be in attendance, but I would like that number to be closer to 27, give or take 2.5. Maybe that wandering garbage can of a man will surprise us all and be there, or maybe Big T.O. will be putting holes in domes, or Shows being stopped.
I hope to see everyone here!
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