GGFM #195

The Truth

Official Organ of the Greater Gotham Full Moon
Hash House Harriers

G2FMH3 Hash #195   – Friday, June 29th, 2007

Start: 14th St & 8th Ave
Hares: Cree and Virgin Hare Steve
On-in: King's Head Tavern (14th St bet. 2nd & 3rd Ave)
Punk Ass Bitch (Scribe): Blackout

Another summer hash, another virgin hare. Is it just me, or are all the hashes lately being set by either myself or virgin hares? This time there was a dangerous combination of a virgin hare with a lackadaisical experienced helper, but the hash was surprisingly problem-free.

There were mutterings even at the start, when during Steve’s chalk talk some of us realized Cree had been on his phone non-stop for the past 10 or so minutes. However, the trail was surprisingly okay. This being your usual GGFM writeup, I have no idea where it went. Actually since I only was assigned this task four hours before the start of GGFM#196 (yeah, call me a nominee for hash sucker of the year, I know), I’m going to claim that for an excuse. I think the trail was all or mostly was south of 14th, only c*mming up for air at the finish. Oh, and Cree was seen on trail as ‘sweeper’, except when we got to a super-cryptic check he was as clueless as the rest of us. There was a shot check (is that allowed?) towards the end of the trail…shots apparently were red-headed sluts. I’m not sure if that had any connection to the hare or not…

With Rich’s copious notes, we have a complete and unvarnished record of the circle that night (well, maybe). Steve and Cree were first for the trail. FMIG was next for commenting “that’s what you get with a young guy setting trail” in reference to the shot check, insinuating the older folks can’t handle their liquor. There might have been a virgin or three next. Mean Jean got a down-down for ending up the FRB of the night, which reminds me, where is that God-awful heavy bag of crap that once was the FRB’s prize? Perhaps it’s permanently stuck with Devo on the wrong side of the Pond. FMIG was up again for noticing purple chalk marks were getting confused with painted purple lines of the Gay Pride route. As these notes are just as new to your scribe as they are to you readers, this must mean that the following day was the annual Gay Pride Parade. This explains the next down-down, which was to Job for r*nning shirtless through the neighborhood, getting many catcalls along the way. Apparently Heather and a friend were next for “egregious gift giving”. This sounds slightly scandalous, but I have no recollection of this either (hey, my name’s Blackout, what do you expect?). Sideshow Bob got three down-down’s for him, wife, and announcement of a baby on the way. The Random Abuse of Power award went to Mean Jean. Nominations included red-headed Steve for downing the extra 20 or so shots left after the last of the hashers completed the shot check. For some reason Cree was up again, and when one Lawson drinks they all drink, so his brother was sent up as well. Also Rich got a nomination for caught exiting a Porta-John on trail.

The imbibery continued after the circle. I recall there were professional beer-pushing girls pushing a beer (Heineken?), which was good because at least one of the beers in pitchers was super skunky. At least the pizza was amazing, and all the hashers were raving. But you get what you pay for, and shortly thereafter the hash cash was out. Numerous contributors stepped up, however, and helped to prolong the fun. No need to prolong the write-up, though.

On Out