HAHAHA....very nice Charlie. I must say I had several mental images during
your little diatribe...quite entertaining indeed. :)

On Wed, Feb 11, 2009 at 11:24 PM, cshaffe5 <Cshaffe5@...> wrote:

> Be that as it may, the TRoy-Boy-Toy Hash began with a curse, having
> been postponed by some bonehead's idea that the previous hash should
> be cancelled. To reiterate, the Hash is NEVER, repeat, NEVER
> cancelled...the very definition of the Hash is that it goes on in ANY
> weather...if some can't drive there, then the Hash will proceed with
> those who can make it on foot. WE proved that at my Hash from
> Kegler's in Jan. when I started with only 2 hounds
> present...eventually 13 hardy hounds made it to my house, AND built a
> snowman.
>
> So the curse was decidedly upon the hash last night, and as I drove
> down Darst, what did I espy but two sodden sods plowing up the hill.
> I yelled out, "This had better not SUCK!" Some several minutes
> later, I courageously led the pack up that same hill...had I not seen
> the hares moments before, we almost certainly would have been done
> before we had started. As a tip, in the rain, in the dark, one must
> make vertical marks (On poles, stone walls, houses, cars, etc.)
> rather than horizontally (like on the street). NOt only so, but one
> must make MANY more marks than normal, as the pack will miss many of
> them. Being overly tricky is also to be avoided, as hiding marks only
> leads to mass confusion and a slow trail.
>
> My suggestions nowithstanding, I must credit Troy and Matthias with
> an interesting and fun trail. When we were at a loss, we simply
> expanded the circle ever outward until we eventually found the true
> trail. We succeeded in finding BOTH Beer Nears, one at ye olde Town
> Hill, right next to my pal Gunnar's house. After some cold ones, we
> proceeded toward town in a rather circuitous manner, winding through
> the 'Lair, then down to Hodges Hall, where Matthias had us thwarted
> with a confusing run up and down the stairs and on the elevator.
> Points for originality, fer sure! We then did a swing through
> downtown, then across the bridge to South park Exxon, where we were
> treated to a 2nd BN at the home of Troy, where the fair Helen (real
> name: Sharon) treated us to a fridge full of cold beer and Power
> Bars. By then it was about 7:50, so the "faire mayden" (as Troy
> called her...OK, I'm in a buying mood, so I'll buy that) handed me
> the phone, and I asked Troy to give us a little hint as to the way
> home to Rio. He told me the way to go home, and we took it. We
> ended up being on trail for two hours, but that included two BNs. We
> found Dave and HashKIng and Queen inside the restaurant, along with
> the fiery and vivacious Heather, who had brought young squire Travis,
> who babbled "HOORAY for OBAMA!!" repeatedly, much to the chagrine of
> his less-than bemused parents. His Uncle Charlie then taught him
> the "Barack Obama Song", and he giggled with glee....he does love his
> old Uncle Charlie.
>
> Not to take any credit for myself, but had it not been for Yours
> Truly repeatedly risking life and limb to find the trail, we might be
> out there still, searching in vain.
>
> "Sh*it Hash!" to Troy, which in hashing parlance means "good job, you
> wanker!"....and if you don't like hearing such hash "language",
> perhaps you should take up some other more savory and mundane
> pursuit, such as knitting or Zumba (which just happens to be MY
> favorite spectator sport).
>
> Beat THAT, BurrrrrrrrrrASS!!! You, you you...wummin.
>
> Love and Naked Twister to All,
>
> ANalGeeus
>
> oN-ON!!!
>
>
>


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