funnily, pineapples have figured in my life for the past 3 days -- thursday: as a motif in chungking express, friday: as a snack during the battlestar galactica season 4 premiere, and saturday: at a fake luau that the hawaiian housemate rounded us up to attend. said luau was filled with undergrads, and the few of us who went all felt like we were 58, and i had to call fs midway through for solace.