Out-of-Memory Hash

Run #1089, February 13, 2007

Hare:  Basket Boom Boom

Location:  Chester’s, Rt 44, Harmony (Glocester)

Weather:  20’s, Clear

Present:  Dr WHO, Amish It Head, Oozing SD, Justin My Ass, Trail Hoover (SESYB), Dry Foot Fairy, Bondo Jovi.

The Run:

Here’s another crap write-up that really needs to be fleshed out by someone that remembers what happened that night. But like all Basket’s runs, the details are not very memorable. The memories lie dormant, awaiting reactivation by some sort of external trauma. But WHO cares. To awaken these horrific memories, to get what details I can, for the benefit of the Hash Trash and humanity itself, I have undergone hypnosis. I have utilized hallucinogen-induced ecstasies. I have resorted to electroshock therapy. All, to piece together any recollections about this particular hash, and to get this write-up over with.

What do I remember? I remember a brief bushwhack from Chester’s down to the Waterman reservoir. I remember the sound of ice settling and cracking as trail led along the shore of the reservoir, the thin ice at the edges breaking through to the sounds of cursing and whining. I remember quite clearly following the spandex clad posterior of SESYB, the only good memory I was able to induce. I remember entering a deserted summer cabin area, and losing trail, only to be brought back on the ice by the hare. I remember crossing Rt 44, and re-entering the woods, on some nature trails, finding an ideal beer check at a frozen waterfall, and I remember the agony of being told by the hare that this was not the BC.

I remember seeing the lights of 44 through the woods as trail led uphill into some sort of nursing home or retirement home or something. I remember the beer check being so unmemorable that I can’t really remember if we had a beer check. But remember, if there had been no beer check, THAT I really would have remembered. So there must have been a beer check. I remember getting back to Chester’s but I don’t remember how. Could it have been ENDLESS MILES OF PAVEMENT? Only the hare could remember that.

I remember a circle. I remember the hare getting his just rewards: -6.9! I remember Bondo getting hashit. But these memories are not definite, only high probabilities. If they are not factual, this is how it SHOULD have happened. And, having written these memories, this becomes the reality. No matter what the hare says. WHO has spoken.

On On