It was Thursday night, the time was 9:40 PM EST, and I was feelin' great! I was in a cozy Hamtramck Bar, the Atlas (http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendi...), drinking a Schlitz, which was on special for $1 US, and I decided to start calling HOBOs.

My first call was to Gregas, who unfortunately was not available so I had to leave a voice bomb. The second call was to a HOBO who will remain nameless. This HOBO did infact take the call but rebuffed me so that he could eat his macaroni and cheese. That is right, there is a HOBO amongst us who did not fullfill his or her duties as a HOBO, a HOBO who values his mac and cheese more than helping a fellow HOBO out. Now I know that mac and cheese is tough competition, there is no doubt about that, but eat and talk at the same time, I don't think HOBOs are above this.

I must say, I was disappointed. In an effort to enhance my buzz I called this man hoping he could provide some witty banter, but instead he decided to watch Grey's Anatomy and eat his mac and cheese. I will not publicly reveal this HOBO, as I don't want to tarnish his reputation, he knows who he is. But I do however want this HOBO to humor the next HOBO that drunk dials him and be courteous by trying his hardest to help enhance the other HOBO's buzz.

I will say though, not all was lost Thursday night. Gregas came through. Gregas called back shortly after I got off the phone with the nameless HOBO, and came through like a champ, humoring me in my babble. I am sure we had an interesting discussion, fortunately I was a wee bit too drunk to remember all of it, I do however remember promising to start a blog on this subject. Thank you Gregas!

Anyway, sorry to bother everyone with my complaint, I just thought something should be said so that this doesn't happen to any of you.

Don't change HOBOs (except the nameless one),
Giant