PHHH #1163.9

Date: Sunday, August 26, 2007

Place: Trenton RR Station

Weather: Panhandle hot

Time: An hour+ for the shortcutting bastards, 90 minutes for the few
and the brave

Hare: Crofty (NYC HHH)

Hounds: Itemized Seduction, Dancing Fool, Pyroman, Speedbumps,
Ouipee, and 11 members of the NYC HHH, many of who had hashnames
quickly forgotten


This is only a PHHH hash in location and hounds only, because the
style left heads, legs, lights, and all of the oldest hash in
Princeton spinning. There were intimations of real running--after
all, you're white in Trenton without a police escort or shiggy: what
else are you going to do? But Pyro observed early on, as we looped
through Jackson Street and environs to the Trenton Thunder park, that
these guys didn't stop. It helped the NYC-style checkmarks seem to
feature only one, true, trail: no dead ends, no falses to keep the
pack together.

Thus the men of NYC left their women to the wolves and panhandlers,
one of who tried to collect hash cash from Weepii with Pyro's
encouragement, and then left Weeppy and Dancing Fool dragging their
asses on the Morrisville dike after crossing the Trenton Makes
bridge. Pyro, acting on the hare's announcement that the hash would
end close to the RR station, said, "Haw, ain't never going to
Morrisville" and put an arrow to the capitol and skipped the two-
state option.

Three or four NY'ers, pleased with the opportunity to visit three
states in an afternoon, joined the two PHHH hounds on the dike, where
the sun began to do a Bolivian llamerada on Wipi's doxycyclin-laced
body. At Crofty's arrow pointing across the Delaware, he went for
it, bringing DF and his bag o' cans with him, while the NY'ers
soldiered on to the next bridge. It was a fine wade, with nary a
need for a dogpaddle, tho' the island in the stream wasn't apparently
the same as that on Hwuypuy's legendary set
(www.princetonol.com/groups/phhh/archive/894.4.txt). Dancing Fool
hung on to his bag and then trotted with Weepea through downtown
Trenton, aiming for Market Street when they spotted Pyro and the on-
in at Crofty's cozy abode on Jackson. There were fine beers and
cheezy poofs for Bumps, and cantalope slices wrapped in prosciutto
for the yellowjackets, and pizza was en route, all for the discount
price of five dollars, one third of the standard NYC price. For
fifteen bucks head, hell, I'd set every week!

Wednesday, PHHH 1164.9: Keyless Entry sets the last Wednesday hash of
the summer: keep it short and sweet, and don't even think of
finishing at Epipenis's new home!