Marco and Polo Say Goodbye... To Roommates

Marco and Polo here,
   This week we would like to take the time to say goodbye to all of our incredible roommates.  Some of them you have already met, like our not-gay-gay-best-friend Tex, and the secret genius Ace, and the other you haven't.
   Our first roommate, the Addict, takes a little of explaining.  We assure you he doesn't need any sort of intervention...  Well maybe he does but for nothing illegal, just a nasty caffeine habit.  Now Marco loves her coffee and during finals can consume more coffee than water but compared to the Addict she's a lightweight.  The addict mainstreams coffee and converts said coffee into pure and crazy physics and mathematical genius.  Seriously people, we've seen him do math and it's magic.  Dark magic, black magic, voodoo magic, we're not sure, he might have sold his soul to the math gods...  His addiction to coffee is not the only reason he has been deemed the Addict, he also has the worst ideas/suggestions to ever be spoken in the hobo house.  We think it might be his way of trying to steal our own souls to sacrifice to his math magic.  His suggestions became so infamously bad that we had to make a rule to NEVER listen to his ideas, especially while drinking (it's one of the sacred hobo house drinking rules).  On the rare occasion that he emerges from his math-den and his mouth isn't busy consuming coffee or trying to inadvertently sacrifice the roommates, he says some pretty hilarious things:

We figured this was an appropriate photo for
the Addict since we're sure it's what his internal
organs are slowly turning into.

• “It was like I met God...  Because there was coffee in the pot”
• “Little bit of jazz hands too...  That’s how you know it’s serious”

  Ace you met briefly amid the chaos that was Loki, he has recently been deemed the Carbon of the department by La Catedratica, because of his 'cool' demeanor and subtle genius.  We kid you not, Marco and Polo have spent many a chem class feeling utterly inferior and completely inadequate compared to the genius that is Ace.  In another Marco and Polo stroke of genius (we really need to stop having these people) we asked Ace to wake us up at 6:30 am to do morning yoga twice a week...  Genius right?  Get a light exercise in the morning, wake-up a bit, and get the blood flowing for those way-too-early 8 am classes...  Ya that's what we thought until we had the rude awakening of pounding on our doors at 6 am and the discovery that the only yoga Ace knows is the kind used in P-90x...  It was like morning torture, we finished our half hour 'light' work out drenched in sweat, exhausted, and more sore than after a 5k.  Superior intellect and yoga torture aside Ace never fails to keep us entertained with his crazy antics, strange eating habits, and unique humor:

Ace chopping onions on a plate with Marco's lab
goggles to protect from crying

• “Did you try just talking to her? That’s always my approach but then again I’m very single”
• “I was bitten in the ovaries by a radioactive spider”

   Tex you've known for a while now, and we've already sort of said goodbye, but how do you say goodbye to someone who wears so many hats, and yet no real hats at all.  Over the years Tex has taken up many a hats, these include (but are by no means limited to) a ninja warrior, a drill sargent, and a dish fairy.  Once upon a time, Marco and Polo became obsessed with American Ninja Warrior, a competition to complete the world's toughest obstacle course. We watched the show religiously and one day decided that Tex would kick ass if he competed.  In one of our shining moments of intelligence we convinced Tex to attempt one of the obstacles that we could mimic in the hobo house. This resulted in Tex climbing up the underside of the spiral staircase, probably not the safest idea we've ever had... but he was awesome at it! Another of Marco and Polo's bright ideas was to have Tex accompany us on a run, figuring he'd be a motivator/inspiration, boy were we wrong. Tex was more of a drill sargent, yelling ultimatums as he lapped us and stepping on our heels to make us run faster. Needless to say we haven't gone running with Tex since.  When not being a hard-ass-ninja-warrior Tex moonlights as the dish fairy.  This hat entailed doing all the dishes at the Hobo House (you'd be amazed the number of dishes five people can generate) at random intervals.  With the beginning of our final terms and the migration to the Hobo Apartment (yes Marco and Polo have left the Hobo House, or were rather rudely kicked out, which ever you prefer) we fear this particular hat has been lost forever... Or was possibly destroyed since it seems we have all misplaced our various dish fairy hats.  We're thinking of placing the kitchen under quarantine soon people.   Even one hat short Tex still never ceases to amaze us in his own Swiss-army-knife way.

• "Are we gonna start a moonshine band? I can go get a banjo"
• "Look at the frickin' mountains! They're just standing there!"

Tex and Marco at a Chinese dinner with the roomies

As Always Stay Nerdy,
Marco and Polo