PRINCETON HASH 490.4

DATE:	Janaury 22, 1994
HARE:	The Cuban Assassin
WEATHER:Crisp above and soggy below
HOUNDS:	LRF, RoJo, Hand Solo, SLEEPER, Wacko, Likes It Down, 242, Craig W., Ed
M., Matt A., Mark W., The Iceman, Joe D., Hands Job, The New Improved Safe
Sweats, Geezer
NEW BOOTS: Melissa Lockman, Chris Kimberly, Polly Bieyer?
VENUE:	ETS - Province Line Road Bridge - Along Stony Brook - Western Electric
West - back across the big fields to Western Electric East
TIME: 1:21
STRAWBERRY FIELDS FOREVER
('cept when he's in drug rehab or jail)

Driving to the start of this hash, those in the Big Blue Van once again had to
hear the Geezer' s whining tale of woe -- "All I asked for was five minutes!
Five minutes to set the first half mile!  They gave me about ten seconds!!"  (I
thought it was short term memory that got affected by senility.)  If we had
known he would come back here for the 24th time to take us on a superfluous trek
across ETS to the, yes, you guessed it, the *cringe* Province Line Road bridge,
seen last on hashes #4, 23, 35, 45, 57, 78, 102, 112, 134, 153, 178, 203, 221,
234, 256, 279, 292, 301, 323, 342, 364, 387, 401, 426, 443 and 465 perhaps we
would have given him only eight seconds.  But I forget, twas not the Geezer who
set this trail, but rather that most mysterious of men, the Cuban Assassin.
"Who is the 'Cuban Assassin' ," asked the uninitiated, i.e., everyone.  No doubt
a contrivance conjured up by the GM after one too many bowls of duck sauce at
the House of Shih.

We missed Cheyenne, (our new Dog Wonder), at the start when none of the 18
hounds heeded the Assassin's hint that "fire hydrants in the middle of fields
are On."  But soon the human hounds were on the scent, thanks to 242' s
proclivity for wading through freezing cold streams whenever possible.  The
trail followed the north side of Stonybrook for quite a while, with 242
ricocheting back and forth between each bank of the stream for no good reason,
though it did afford entertainment as we clung to our ever steepening
embankment.  The Cuban Assassin, devious as his name might suggest, left
Stonybrook for roughly 100 feet solely in order to provide some trespassing down
the driveway of what was billed as "an ornery homeowner".  This proved to be a
huge disappointment, the homeowner not only failed to hurl vituperative
amertume, but did not make an appearance altogether!  Furthermore, Matt A. even
knew the guy.  (BTW, we must name Matt before he departs for Albany, NY in a
couple weeks.  Get your thinking caps on.) 

The trail eventually looped back out to Cleveland Rd., avoiding the electrified
fences often encountered in this particular part of the world, but instead
running into an electrified woman who sauntered out onto her porch to inquire...
	"Why are you guys running?"
	"You should see who' s chasing us," returned the Geezer.
	(Better call Farmer Brown, lady.)

At the end of Cleveland Dr. we re-entered the woods and turned up into Darryl
Strawberry's fields, forever, a Geezer favorite, which we then ran through to
the waiting Geezervan and some specially selected vile orange Jalepeno dip with
the consistency of that paste we used to get in elementary school to glue
things.  (Hell, we ate it then!)

Next Hashes:

#491.4	Sunday, January 29, 1995, 2 pm, In Up to His Waste sets
#492.4	Sunday, February 5, 1995,  2 pm, Frank sets
#493.4	Sunday, February 12, 1995, 2 pm, Eyesore and Milkman set the Alan "G"
Gispert Memorial Run
#494.4	Sunday, February 19, 1995, 2 pm, Duncan sets the Third Annual Hard Core
Hash. There is still time to toughen up  for this infamous event.