A Drinking Club with a Running Problem
Last Sunday we met for hash # ???, I don’t know, more than I can count. The hares, Ball Wrinkle, Toothy and some civilians, set a trail of blue and red powder through the forest somewhere in Etna. The snow was deep, and most…
Floss and LOA must have set good trails in the past, because there was a pretty good turnout for their recent cross country ski hash, even though it was a little outside the immediate ithaca area. In attendance were myself, Harry Condom Junior, Spike,…
December 22, 2002 2:00 p.m. Fall Creek House, Ithaca Ballwrinkle somehow convinces Mrs. Ballwrinkle that todays event is one for her to attend. Afterall, NO RUNNING! Another factor, it’s the Holiday Hash, Toothylunker and Fishy Fingers will be there, Calvin and Chuck’em may even…
Hello, Half-Minds! I just realized that I have yet to write last weekend’s rehash as I said I would! So here I am, I’ve reconed a computer from a fellow hasher here in Delaware to write away (right away!) The reason I haven’t written…
ReHash November 10, 2002 If you missed the Hash trail through Cornell University in November, you missed a good one. The trail was stocked with plenty of cold beers and good times. The Hashers encountered a swarm of sword-swinging swashbucklers. Alas, cool heads prevailed…
The date was the 24 day of November in the year of our Lord Two Thousand and Two. I remember it as if it were it only yesterday, instead of the day before. I was running late ( okay you’re right I was walking…
Here goes: It was a beautiful day last Sunday… the sun was shining, the air was brisk, and the leaves were glowing with red, orange, and gold. A perfect day for a hash in Shindagin Hollow. Calvin and I showed up in the appointed…
Long long ago… well… last week, anyway… in a land far far away… if you happen to live in Central Asia, or some place like that… there was this hash. Or at least, this group of Ithaca hashers gathered in a parking lot near…
It was a dark and stormy night. Eva lit a candle and, after a moment of looking out at the rain and lighting, pulled the drapes shut. The thunder claps made the china rattle in the cabinent and Eva knew it would be another…
Ah yes, Labor Day, the Holiday in recognition of women every where….. Our hares, Dances With Head and Ball Wrinkle, being the true mothers that they are, laid one shitty trail this past Sunday! (Of course any bimbo would realize this when the hash…