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My Apologies

Okay - I've been meaning to do this for a while. But here are some apologies in advance for the following people:

(1) My boss: I've never blogged at work and would never think of giving away company secrets.

(2) Friends who aren't mentioned: really it's not a slam or anything against you.

(3) Hashers who aren't mentioned: once again don't take any offense, this isn't meant to be a minute by minute expose of my life. just my random thoughts and besides what goes on the road usually stays on the road.

(4) Family: Just in case members of my family google me and find this blog, really this is all harmless fun. Hashing isn't what you think - just a bunch of runners who get together run, have a couple drinks, and take stress off of our hectic lives. Even Bill Clinton has participated in the hash house harriers so it can't be too bad.

Trip to Atlanta

So I'm going to Atlanta to visit some friends that I used to work with at Motorola that I haven't seen for 5-6 years. Vince, is moving up to New Hampshire for a better job opportunity. So Vince if you read this good luck and i know about the vodka shot trick. Kinda weird he's a die-hard Dolphins fan and the Texans coach is going to be their new defensive coordinator.
Will post more about my adventures in the Peach City.

Houston Hash - 1.21.06

hardcore hashers come to play in the rain
run around to chase the wet flour
that was paste by the time we came by
only to encounter more thunder by the hour

but we did not dispair
for the we knew beer could not be far
just a bit of rain and a bit of cold
we dare not run back to the car;

for snow, sleet, rain, nor the dark of night
can keep a hasher from the true goal
of finding the pot of gold that is beer
from our hares twist & shout and roll model.

a good time was had by all
new boot patsy, nickelback, hooter, who the fu$k are you
roller the r.a., such a puss, tom swift, geek and heartache
ez fag, can't touch this, wad to blow, and pull the plug too.

rear layer came, so did tom swift, and i can't forget dryhose
bushsnapper was there and beam me up gave me a surprise
pound puppy showed up, as did pump me, chicken choker, and phart
narc to collect cash, roadkill drank much; a sight for the eyes.

thanks to sticky lips for keeping me warm
and that shortcut was much relief
another hash lost i did not want to be
for the end and beer is all to achieve.

so if i forgot anyone
blame it on old age
my mind's not what is once was
i'm not too amazed.

great on-on-on
free pool, spicy food, great music was there
hot combination of pool playing harriettes
i got felt up by a cop, and drank free beer.

trail could've been worse...
i could still be out
for putting on such a great time, in spite of it all
thanks to roll model and twist n shout.