LAKESIDE HASH HOUSE HARRIERS HASH TRASH
Run 987 11 June 2003
Venue: Duke of Kent Hotel, CBD
Hare: Gerbils
Pardon me if Im a bit sloppy tonight, but I have to get this in to Mummies Boy tonight if its going to make it into the Hash Annual.
Twas a good CBD slog courtesy of Gerbils tonight. Now I know what she was really up to on all those aimless lunchtime walks around the city. She wasnt soliciting after all!
Instead she was heading back to the office to work on her pre-hash powerpoint presentation “Gerbilses Guide to Hashing”, complete with illustrations of a hopping kangaroo mouse.
The trail took us down about every filth strewn alley in the CBD. When we werent tripping over drunken stockbrokers outside Goldfingers, we were dodging discarded laser printer toner cartridges.
We ended up sipping wine above the bodies of Melbourne pioneers at Flagstaff Cemetary/Park, then it was a loopy on-in to the on-in. The hare tempting fate (and Short-Cutting Bastards) by taking the trail within 100 m of the pub before looping through the dodgiest lane in Melbourne and back around the front again.
The pack gathered around Ye Olde Rectangulare Table of the Duke of Kents upstairs store-room/function centre and tucked into our beef burgers, etc. At some point the Boomerang realised that there was no GM or Sergeant so nominated Alice as GM for the evening. Alice was feeling a bit run-down after winning the Victorian Regional Power-Drill Impersonators Competition last Saturday, so asked me to stand in. I obliged, but only if I could drag E&B down with me, so we both made fools of ourselves.
Fortunately there were a few visitors and returnees to distract the pack. Choo-Choo was visiting from WA, Sheep Shagger was returning after god knows how long for his 285 or somethingth Lakeside run. We were disgraced with the presence of not one but two Damiens [insert Omen joke here], one that Shagadelic had dragged back with her from Nauru, and the other was visiting E&B and Cooch from the Territories . His mate Rabbit was there, too, ready to grind some nasty rolls or somesuch out on the ski slopes of Victoria this weekend.
Janus persisted in ordering jug after jug, which stretched the limited wit of the acting officials to the breaking point. In the end Astro and Shagadelic ran out of charges so we just gave up and gave free beers to everyone, especially the low-profilers like Jane and Lotsafun.
Thus ends Anno Lakesidus XIX, not with a bang but a whimper. My predictions for the big 2-0:
- Tangles becomes GM
- Lakeside gives up the Albert Park Lake dreaming and relocates to Brighton
- A new song is introduced for charges but is quickly forgotten
- Sooty sets the run of the year, 2004
- 5 hashers lost in mountains near Riddells Creek on 1000th run, survive by living off the accumulated fat of a winters worth of pub food
- Alice tells her first dirty joke
On-On
TDTD