by Eager For Beaver | Aug 3, 2015 | BH3 Writeups
Brooklyn #785 Start: The Corner Of Broadway & Division Hare: Dave Luther (for now) On In: C’mon Everybody Scribe: Just Steve I would tell you a mid-sized pack gathered at the start, but I arrived late so I really don’t know. Believe it or not, the corner of Broadway & Division is not nearly as close to the G train as the hare would have you believe. I figured that out together with Cheeky Bastard, but once we found two vaguely familiar people who might have been co-hares; we went in search of the pack who were scurrying around the neighborhood following a live trail. On-on. Once we caught up to the pack, conflict became the theme of this particular trail. Initially, this was the typically amusing harassment (Where you running to baby?) hashers sometimes face when visiting some of Brooklyn’s less gentrified neighborhoods, but upon entering Williamsburg proper, Turd Dimension was kind enough to take it to the next level and pick a fight with a bicyclist. Fortunately Rack “n” Roller was around to save his punk ass and on we went. Along the G line we continued. Motorists honked at us, dogs barked at us, and we wondered how much longer until we got beer? Around 4.5 miles or so in, we arrived at a great little bar over near Pratt called C’mon Everybody. We were quickly sequestered away from the general population but offered beer and water for our efforts. Much later, pizza would arrive & the circle would begin. I believe these things happened. • The hare drank for being the hare. • We welcomed Hot Climax & Sex...
by Eager For Beaver | Jun 30, 2015 | BH3 Writeups, Writeups
BH3 #773 What: BH3 4/20 When: 4/20/2015 Prelube/On-In: REDACTED ON-IN Hares: REDACTED HARES Scribe: REDACTED SCRIBE Various Conversations overheard on 4/20 BH3: REDACTED SCRIBE: “Where did you come from?” REDACTED: “From the Brownie Check, you’re running the trail backwards” REDACTED SCRIBE: “Sh@#$, is REDACTED HARE Still there?” REDACTED: “He he he he ha” (after eating the REDACTED ACRONYM) REDACTED HARE: “Baggies labeled YES have REDACTED ACRONYM (spelled out) in them.” REDACTED: “What’s REDACTED ACRONYM.?” REDACTED “It’s REDACTED.” REDACTED: “Ohhhhh. “ (huge smile on her face ) Bearded men in Williamsburg perhaps East Williamsburg : “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?, Don’t do this? REDACTED HARE: “See its flour” (REDACTED HARE proceeded to eat some flour to show the Bearded men that it was harmless) REDACTED SCRIBE: “Imagine if we ran the trail the right way and we were tweaking around those bearded men” REDACTED: “Ha heh he he ehe hhee haa ha hah” It was not your ordinary r*n, but to REDACTED HARE and REDACTED HARE, poised from creating a memorable brownie, it felt like a complete success. The chocolate brownie, the best baked dessert square, a cross between cake and soft cookie, was the catalyst for a good time. We sometimes serve it warm with ice cream ( a la mode ) and or topped with our favorite sugar. America’s favorite desert was served on the 4/20 ( a la REDACTED HARE and REDACTED HARE). These edibles became the comfort food that one will never forget. Concerned REDACTED SCRIBE reportedly ask for Virgin brownies to be made and REDACTED HARE thought it was a great idea. REDACTED HARE’s wheels were turning in early April as he arrived on...
by Eager For Beaver | Feb 24, 2015 | BH3 Writeups
Brooklyn #765 Start: The Charleston, 174 Bedford Ave, Brooklyn Transit: L train to Bedford Ave Hare: Doggie Erectus assisted by Mouthful of Gu On In: R Bar Scribe: Eager for Beaver The last month or two of Brooklyn hashes have occurred during apocalyptically bad winter weather, and/or when the hare became debilitatedly drunk prior to setting trail. Luckily, ‘or’ was tonight’s keyword, as the hare seemed to be relatively sober at the start. Unfortunately, temperatures were to get to 0 – that’s in Fahrenheit, which means it was really fricken cold, as opposed to 0 Celsius “sorta chilly” – once wind chill was figured in. So if you were looking for a reason to skip tonight’s trail, the fact that North Brooklyn was covered in an thick, angry sheet of ice would have been a good reason. A second good reason would have been because the hare forgot to bring chalk for the pack. So don’t dawdle at the check, don’t check the wrong direction – whatever you do, don’t get left behind, cause finding the pack again would suck without any marks. And if you were hoping that the on in would have been written, as we do, at the start, guess again. Although Six Inches, Ladies did try to mark trail in snow, by the time Just Trevor arrives it had melted to a watery approximation of a directional arrow… pointing somewhere. Nice try though. I’d go into more detail about how the trail went this way and that, but honestly with there was no way I was going out in the cold. By the time I arrived in the...
by Eager For Beaver | Feb 3, 2015 | BH3 Writeups, Writeups
BH3 #760 What: Winter Wonderland Hash When: 1/26/15 Pre-lube/On In: Barcade, Union Street Between Aisnie and Powers. Hare: Turd Dimension Scribe: Eager for Beaver * HAZARD TYPES…HEAVY SNOW AND BLOWING SNOW…WITH BLIZZARD CONDITIONS LIKELY. * ACCUMULATIONS…SNOW ACCUMULATION OF 1 TO 2 FEET…WITH LOCALLY HIGHER AMOUNTS POSSIBLE. * WINDS…NORTH 20 TO 30 MPH WITH GUSTS UP TO 50 MPH. So we already knew ahead of time that this trail would be a shit show. Why? Because our Mayor (that’s not a hash committee position), ahead of first snow fall, had already declared that this would be the biggest snowstorm “ever to strike New York City”. So, to extrapolate further, we’d already been warned way in advance that this would be the worst trail of the year. Yet it was even worse. We have a history in Brooklyn of running regardless of the horrible weather. Back in 2012, we insisted on setting trail during Hurricane Sandy, just because it happened to hit on a Monday. For that trail, we arrived at the on in well in advance of the Gowanus flooding, and invited whoever showed up to following the pre-printed trail around the canal. Fortunately, those attending chose to hang out with the hare rather than run his by-then flooded and no joke life-threatening trail. Unfortunately, tonight’s pack did not choose as wisely. The pack arrived – all 8 of us – to find the hare was already incredibly loaded. He was also loaded with flour and kool-aid – because the hare, against all good advice but due to the incredible snow storm predicted by local politicians, was going to set...
by Eager For Beaver | May 29, 2014 | NYCH3 Writeups
Date: 5/21/14 Hares: Whistle Bitch and Doggie Erectus Start: Bleeker Street Bar On In: TriBeCa Tavern Write-ups are BACK So, today was a special day. We all remember Whistle Bitch’s virgin trail, all those years ago (2013) on a fateful night in Brooklyn. We inferred that she would be a good enough hasher. Tonight she completed the metamorphosis, got into the back of a cab with Doggie Erectus, and squeezed out a cute little 3.25 mile trail. Like many of our first times, this one started awkwardly for Whistle Bitch and her older, seasoned partner. They left the Bleecker Street Bar and started up in a cab, dutifully bag hagging, through TriBeCa, when the cabbie kicked them onto the street. They handled it well; many of us have been there. It can be hard to perform, especially if you’ve been thinking about it for a whole week. The drink check was expertly handled. Your narrator, along with Geordi LaForeskin, brought the pack to FLAVORTOWN with DeLish brand cranberry juice AND lemonade, both seasoned with Devil’s Spring Vodka, Guy Fieri Style. Yes, New Jersey’s finest Vodka for Whistle Bitch. The pack enjoyed these Duane Reade brand concoctions on the corner of West Street and North Moore. The pack finished up on TriBeCa Tavern. It’s cool the Hares got the okay beforehand. Songs/Accusations: Hymm to the Hares: Whistle Bitch and Doggie Erectus Visitors: Just Alex: Australia by way of Tokyo (All Australians, born illegitimate). Virgins: Christy, Raj and Alex came thanks to the expert caress of Chokes on Dick. What a Cunt! Made Ginger Come; Justin made Himself Come. Just Sean...
