Happy Birthday, Irene/Mimi/Boom-Boom! |
Blue skies and sunshine smiled on Oakton in celebration of Irene's 101st birthday. You read that right: 101 years old. Cockpit Ejeculator and Paddle My Candee Ass somehow felt that a hash was the best way to celebrate Grandmother's big day, but didn't want to haul everyone out to Warrenton, so Jill and Norm kindly threw open their doors for about 40 of us. The runners spent 70 or 80 minutes traversing five miles of Oakton's woodsy trails, and our clever hares threw in a few checks toward the end that brought a strung-out pack back together again, with the FRBs cheerfully pounding back down a nice bit of hill on Miller Heights. Back into the woods, runners! And along the streambed of Difficult Run... I sincerely believe that Spurt tried to check a map on some sort of E.D. (electronic device, for heaven's sake). There are no rules, but there is such a thing as using your own wit, surely.
Everyone made it safely across the run, thankful for the vigilance of fellow hashers. |
Our Mufti having fled to tropical climes with BC3 to celebrate their anniversary (hey! they celebrated that two weeks ago. There were flowers, cheers and a kiss. What is this vacation nonsense?), the Associate Mufti presided with vigor and flair over the roll. He noted a special occasion with Chugger's birthday, which Chugger claims is his 69th. One takes leave to doubt. The hash graciously put forth their usual lousy effort in the traditional birthday chorale, and cheered the subsequent speech with vim. Oral Advocate also took note of Hasher Flasher's 299th run and threatened the usual exec. comm. session.
Then we got to the good stuff. With rare grace and elan, the Oral Advocate wished Irene a happy, happy 101st birthday and fourth hash run. He further advocated for a reasonably in-tune and on-tempo rendition of Happy Birthday, and more or less got it. The cakes came out, the candles blazed, the birthday girl accepted her cheers with a great string of carnations around her neck. What a wonderful, charming and patient person. Here's to 101 more.
Executive Committee members must be hand-fed as they focus on their critical task. |
Incidentally, Spurt carefully clipped a recent Washington Post Health & Science article headlined: "Ancients toasted the dawn of civilization with beer bashes." Having missed the word 'civilization,' he apparently believes this may be relevant in some wise to hashing. You can decide for yourself by reading the piece here.
And if you'd like to see some photos of today's hash, try here.
Cork Me - Great recap of a fun trail and all the fun festivities afterwards i was happy that i could join the group to celebrate Irene's 101st B'day!
ReplyDeleteMerci du compliment, Schlonga, and for commenting. What happened on your Valentine's Hash with GFH3?
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