PRINCETON HHH HASH #404.4 Date: March 28, 1993 Weather: Inundatory Set By: Hand Solo Hashers: Geezer, Wacko, LRF, Allan, Steaming & Safe Rookies: Kristin & Meredith WE ALL DIED AT NESHANIC STATION or Is S.E.T.I. Redundant? Waiting. . . For decades. Waiting. . . I am the last. Aljawzah succumbed to the marsh madness six days ago, and only I am left to tend the transmitter. Waiting. . . Our autochef failed years ago. No sunlight for weeks. The bluehouse is barren. Now I must forage among the indigenous fauna. Waiting. . . My choices are limited. I dare not leave the station, or be overcome by the intoxicating marshes. Where is the sun? Waiting. . . I have tuned the transmitter to the neural frequency of the local simian bipeds, and it is broadcasting lure-images of irresistable appeal. But where are my prey? Waiting. . . HOW CAN THEY RESIST?!? I find even the harmonic leakage from the transmission unendurably desirable! Oh! to be frolicking in the slime-falls of Zorsl! Or sampling (snarfing!) mud-hopper marinara while slukorzing down the swamp-canyons of Sess! These monkeys have no imagination! But wait! A clutch of simioids has entered the swamp. Splashing about in festive zeal! Crashing through tree-tendrils, sinking and slipping in succulent slime!! And bleating and barking, "Oink! Oink!" and "Arkoo!" Totally in my power!! But patience! Each step brings them closer to the puréeing pits. Just a bit further . . . they're crossing the slushy savannah (frightening long-necked winged honkers into desperate flight) . . . now atop the twin iron-veined black carbohydrate arch (the natural formations on this world are extraordinary) . . . racing down to the grassy flood-plain (so like the razor-reed delta of the glorious Arfx!) . . . how delectable! For the final marination I'll just turn up the transmission a bit and lure them into the glacial runoff. Ahh! the aged one is weak-willed, and the first to be drawn in! Deeper, deeper, yes . . . the other simioids stand stunned on the bank . . . a few steps more . . . I slowly open the hatch of the station to reach him . . . "Oink! Oink!" NOOOO! The other simioids are calling the aged one! . . . dashing to high ground! . . . getting away! I must pursue them! The marsh vapors! I forgot! The madness . . . CROAK! CROAK! Geezer: "The first frog of the spring! I heard it first! I heard it first!" NEXT HASHES Sunday April 4 2 PM Steaming sets "The Endurance Hash" Sunday April 11 2 PM Big Nut sets Sunday April 18 2 PM Wrong Way sets Sunday April 25 2 PM A. G. Zaire sets Sunday May 2 2 PM LRF sets Sunday May 9 2 PM Hashrat sets Sunday May 16 2 PM Pushnermaybe sets Sunday May 23 2 PM Wacko sets Sunday May 29 2 PM The Madam sets