Some of you may remember The Hobo Nest. This post is a brief update as to what’s been happening since last February when he first arrived.
This is what it looked like last September:
This is what it looks like today:
A couple of months ago we woke up to find a pile of tires where the nest used to be. We’re not sure who put them there or why. A couple of weeks later, the hobo got drunk, freaked out and threw them all over the parking lot. He put them all back again the very next day.
Since September he has made a mess of the entire parking lot, adding a bunch of trash to the dirt pile that was once pristine. We watched someone deliver a futon frame a couple of weeks ago. One of his many mattresses is now off the ground. That particular bed is sitting behind the tree alongside the house perpendicular to ours. At one point, he also had a small bedside table as well as a lamp. The lamp never actually worked.
Right around December a construction company dropped off a port-a-potty. At roughly the same time, the hobo showed up wearing an orange jacket sporting the word “SECURITY” on the back of it, which is pretty brilliant if you ask me.
He is still very much drunk and dying in the parking lot directly behind our backyard.