Okay, so last night was the night. I have been hanging with Hashers since, I don't know, around October of last year. Last night I "hared" my first trail. For those of you unfamiliar with Hashing, it involves a hare who gets a 15 minute head start. The hare leaves a trail of flour for the rest of the pack to follow. The pack is trying to catch the hare. This makes the running that much more enjoyable because you don't know where the trail will take you. The trail I laid led the pack across a creek that was 3 inches above my knee. To be named by the "So Happy It's Tuesday" group, you have to hare a trail. Last night I was named.
The week leading up to the trail was pretty interesting. Everyone I would ask about haring would inevitably mention a guy named Rodeo F*ck. "With guys like Rodeo, you have to throw a lot of false intersections. He is that fast..." etc. I thought people had to be exaggerating. I had been laying trail for 15 minutes when I finished. The lead hare (I'd Rather F*ck My Sister) was pretty spot on with his time calculations. I happened to be at the spot where my leg of the trail ended and his began, and I saw some of the runners come by. The first one was Rodeo, at precisely 7:20. It took him 5 minutes to traverse what took me 15 minutes to lay, and my trail only had one false leg. Oh, I forgot to mention, he was running on a bum ankle. Anyway, out of all 5 people who were eligible for a naming I was the only one named last night, which made me feel good. So in the So Happy It's Tuesday Hash, and in all the Hashing world with the exception of Great Falls I will be now known as "We've Got a Bleeder."
The On-On was great, with one exception. So Hot I'll Turn You Gay was playing with a yo-yo when she was accosted by one of the bartenders. This guy tells her to put her yo-yo away in the most condescending way possible. I am on this one like a cheap suit. "Why?" I ask. This guy (and I still can't believe this) says condescendingly "If that string breaks and that yo-yo bounces and hits someone, it'll be my lawsuit and not yours." My reply: "Yeah, that could get costly." So Hot and I promptly grabbed two steak knives on the table and pretended to have a knife fight, and no one seemed to have a problem with that. If he had come back, maybe we would have had to tell him to "Beat it."
Wait. You still in the 80's? Nice M. Jackson reference. And i think you deserve one of those yo-yo's of death... Thanks for getting my back, Bleeder.
Posted by: So Hot I'll Turn You Gay | September 09, 2005 at 08:42 PM