by Eager For Beaver | Mar 22, 2019 | Uncategorized
Brooklyn Hash House Harriers Memorial Day Run, May 28, 2001 Run # 224 Hares: Jerry “Fluffy” Lockerman and Liz Abram Guest Scribe: Michael Andonov I haven’t written one of these up in a year and the last one was also a Brooklyn HHH run. Since I grew up in the borough in Park Slope, this run and write up has a nostalgic feeling, especially when the trail visits section of Brooklyn that I have never seen. Yes that’s right. 23 years in a city [Only 23 years – who is he trying to fool? – ed.] doesn’t mean you have been everywhere, especially in New York City. It was fun riding the D train for the first time past Park Slope heading towards Coney Island. Unfortunately with some delays and starting out late I ended up getting to the start 20 minutes late and had to run the trail on my own. Luckily all the checks were marked and I was able to catch up to Alice at the end. I felt bad for a moment when I passed her but then I somehow put on my cold NYC front and rationalized some reason I can’t think of now that would justify my passing. The run started at the Newkirk train station in an area just a little past the Midwood and Brooklyn College neighborhoods. The trail was fairly well marked and zigzagged back and forth in the southern direction. We crossed over Coney Island Ave and ran through some Jewish neighborhoods. This was easily apparent by all the kids that I passed who were wearing beanies. Some...
by Eager For Beaver | Mar 22, 2019 | Uncategorized
Brooklyn Run AGM Start: Atlantic Avenue Railroad Station On-On: Brooklyn Saloon Hares: Sheriff Fluffy Lockerman Nelson and Deputy Cardinal O’Connor Scribe: David “The Body” Croft Scene One The curtain rises to reveal a windswept, barren plain a short distance from the Atlantic railroad station in the town of Hashville. Our two chief protagonists are Sheriff Fluffy Lockerman and his Deputy who is known as The Cardinal. Sheriff Fluffy’s square jaw and his confident steely look show both his Scandinavian heritage and the certainty that comes with his family’s long time control of Hashville. Fluffy is alternately feared and admired by the Hashers of Hashville. Some however feel that the real power in Hashville resides with the Cardinal and that behind the scenes he controls the town’s destiny. The Cardinal arrived in Hashville one stormy evening several years ago. His past remains a mystery. Old Hardy, the oldest Hasher in Hashville, claims to have seen a dog collar and a pair of pearl handled Colts in the Cardinal’s office drawer and swears that the Cardinal was a gunslinger who worked for a mysterious and powerful landowner, Holy Father. Most people credit the Red Hare saloon owner, Miss Aleks, with helping to smooth the rough edges around the Cardinal and propel him into a position of power. Next to the station the Hashers are gathering for the annual Hashville ritual known as the AGM. Hasher1: “So what is this AGM thing anyway?” Hasher2: “It’s the annual run and meeting where we elect a new sheriff and deputy.” Hasher1: “Elect? Who else is running for office?” Hasher2: “Well actually nobody. Most people...
by Eager For Beaver | Mar 22, 2019 | Uncategorized
Brooklyn Hash House Harriers Run No. 221, April 16, 2001 Start: Atlantic Ave. stop on the homekeys line—ASFD–JKL; On-In: Mooney’s Pub on Flatbush. Hare: Cree Lawson Scribe: Cree Lawson (with edits by Janet and Stacie) A great Hash is like so many other great works of art… Brought into this world with high hopes inspiring the hoards of running masses yearning to drink beer to a higher level of consciousness. But like all great art, a master-hash must suffer its abuse as well. It’s slapped down on some piece of paper only to be cut-down, ranted about, argued about, pissed on and—if the on-in is bad enough—used at toilet paper. It’s virtues are left to wither away in our memories in the ridiculous hope that they will be un-earthed by some bright new star on the horizon who reads the write up and declares “This was an amazing hash!” (usually before passing out). So too will this hash go down as a forgotten hash of unchallenged brilliance. [??? – S.] It will be captured into posterity (and not posteriority, which is the art of finding records of one’s ass is past-tense) by this the forth-coming write-up. But enough of that horseshit. Rewind three weeks ago to a time when the hare still had a job, a girlfriend, a cell phone, two busted knees, a good plunger and a remote chance of being asshole of the year. [Remote chance? He was fist runner up. – S.] Ah, The glory days… April 16, 2001 was a beautiful day in Brooklyn by any account. Storms threatened on the horizon. Buses...
by Eager For Beaver | Mar 22, 2019 | Uncategorized
Brooklyn Hash House Harriers Run # 223 Hares: Fluffy and Liz Start: 7th Ave. OnIn: Now I’m in trouble – the trapezoid on Atlantic near Smith – 2 blocks from Liz’ house Visiting Scribe: Alice THE MORNING AFTER Confronted by the dulcet tones of our neophyte recorder Peter Trunfio on the hotline – the suspense is now over – and the sagacious steering of Scot who would not let me get off the train one stop too early (and did not rat on me later for it) I arrived at the mile long 7th avenue stop/start to find a reasonable sized pack (no this is not Queens) full of individuals I did not know and of course, and this is why I come to Brooklyn, individuals I did. And I breathed the communal sigh of relief when it became apparent that who the hell is Liz was somebody everybody knew. And there was a hashmobile. And there was a beer stop (Sapporo never tasted so good and the Japanophiles weren’t even there) but let me not get ahead of myself (impossible) – it was at the end. And there were other things only Liz could provide – one of which was a mercifully short trail although the weather was fine and the projects were conducive to running fast and the other was interesting and wonderful Middle Eastern food with a touch of Mexican and Greek because the cohare has run long enough to be sick of pizza – it was her secret that this stuff was cheap – well that became evident as a critical mass stayed on after...
by Eager For Beaver | Mar 22, 2019 | Uncategorized
Brooklyn Hash House Harriers Brooklyn Hash House Harriers The “It’s Come To This/Blue Shopping Cart Hashmobile” Hash November 26, 2001 Run # 237 Hare: Christine Start: Bergen St. on the 1,2 On-In: O’Connors Scribe: Alice FROM ONE HASH TO THE NEXT. SOUND FAMILIAR? NO, I’M TALKING ABOUT WRITING WRITE-UPS, FOR ANOTHER HASH. Got this pleading missive by e-mail. Sound familiar? But then I showed up and Stacie must have had pity on me or something because she almost relented. Anyhow – even a book only has one preface as far as I know. Brooklyn Hash – Bergen Street start – It’s surprising how far past Atlantic is when they make you get off the 3 at 14th. Cheery to get there to be greeted by Christine and 2 cohares. She always does it solo. The noteworthier of the 2 of course was the shopping cart. I stuffed into my brain for later close on in, but I didn’t know where the hell we were so it didn’t matter anyway. And anyway double park skirting made for not needing to know where the bar was. I was very lucky just not to be carrying my bag. Very well marked trail. Caught up to first check (can’t even do that when I’m on time) and of course Andy wanted to know how. Ran a little way with Paul and returnee Joyce – she had the sense to go round the park to the right of the Brooklyn Museum and Botanical Gardens on Eastern Parkway so I learned then and there. Have been meaning to go see some Iranian exhibit...
