Chattanooga Hash House Harriers |
| Friday, October 29, 2004 - Bad Moon Rising A great full-costume Halloween hash was had Friday night. After pre-hashing (the usual: beverages, bathroom visits, costume finalizations), everyone took off after Captain Fro Ranger, who was dressed as himself in superhero garb, and his assistant Just Jack, who was also superhero-style as "Private Fro Ranger." In attendance were shy Just Ellen as the lovely geisha, Just Teresa stood tall as a tree (complete with a "See Rock City" birdhouse), Hand Job flopped it as a well-endowed flasher, Shiggy Mama gave it up as a pregnant GPS girl, ReRun McNally chunked and diced everyone as Jason the hockey-mask wearing Waffle House fry cook, Just Finn wreaked havoc as Hurricane Ivan and Thunder Pony threatened death to all as a black widow spider. Fro & Just Jack lead everyone down Walnut Street, past UnumProvident and over Veterans Bridge, where all came across a "RG" on the bridge. Let's rephrase - all but Hand Job came across the RG. Everyone else followed directions: they re-grouped and continued - who knows what Hand Job did. Close to the end of the bridge Fro dropped a nice check back 7, which was back to the middle of the bridge where a hidden note instructed all to head to Pisa Pizza. Well, Hand Job "missed" that one, too - maybe the costumes scared him into a full-out sprint. After running into Just Tracey at Pisa Pizza (eating dinner instead of hashing - we really have to have a talk with Just Tracey), most hashers continued through Coolidge Park before all met up at Durty Nelly's to celebrate two fine Irish activities: hash clubs and Halloween. Ok, scratch that - to drink beer & sing songs. The circle was great, as Just Tracey and Just Paul (ChooChooH3's official legal
advisor) showed up, among many others. Just Jack and Just Finn officially dumped
their nerd names, with Jack becoming "Short & Curly" and Finn "Sir
Shits-A-Lot," with both names accurately descriptive. Before, during &
after circle beer flowed, fun was in full force and no one objected to a few bawdy
songs (toned down for the kids, of course). |