PRINCETON HHH HASH #605.4 Date: May 4, 1997 Weather: wither? Venue: DDD Time: 1:06 Set By: A. G. Zaire Hashers: Rojo,Delay LLLama, 242, Wendy Sullivan, LRF, Ryan Bonfiglio, Speed Bumps, Pinup, Hey! Yo! Paully, English as a Second Language, Rookies: Colin McCreight, John Wilson Descriptions, Polemics, and Lies: Well, if nobody else is going to write up this Epic, 242's 100th, I guess your old scribe will have to get something down on paper. No, I'm saved, here is a note just in from someone who was obviously on the hash. I can't read the signature, which seems to be written in blood. The return address is Princeton Hospital. It was 4 am, and I was sitting with Jorge in the kitchen of the Belle Meade Inn, waiting for Zaire and the Cuban Assassin to finish off the last of the Stegmaiers, and listening to the two old reprobates griping about the state of modern-day hashing. Leaving before Zaire gives permission is always dangerous, and on this day he seemed in an especially foul mood. I figured it was best to stay put. Jorge leaned against the wall, dozing until Zaire's angry calls for more Stegs would rouse him from his torpor. Jorge's good company, as long as you can understand pidgin Portuguese, and he saves the Lagevulin for me, although of course he panders to Zaire's taste for Steg. "I don't see why you're so upset," I heard the Assassin say, "You've known for years that these guys are wimps. It's not like the old days." The crash of yet another bottle against the wall echoed through the nearly empty Inn; I figured the portrait of Ronald Reagan had taken another hit. "More Stegs, Jorge! Goddammit, why can't you anticipate?" cried Zaire in a demented shriek, "What do I pay you for, anyway?" Considering that Jorge hadn't been paid for years, and that Zaire held his passport, one could sympathize with the poor fellow, as he groaned and staggered to his feet to bring out another of the dusty brown bottles. Zaire continued, his voice rising and falling as the slurred words tumbled out, " But these guys are so feeble - Chinese food at the ON IN? Whatever happened to Dr. No's dead rats? The next thing will be cucumber sandwiches. There is nothing but designer beer, and Yogi had to wait six weeks for his Down Down. People get lost after 6 minutes if you set anything decent. What's it all coming to? I guess Rojo and I better take another week in Bumumbi. See you later." I could hear him limp to the door, kick open the slats and lurch out to Rojo's waiting car. It seemed safe to go. I left Jorge snoring peacefully on the floor and made my way toward the door. I forgot that the Assassin was still there. NEXT HASHES: VOLUNTEER TO SET NOW. THE GOOD DATES ARE GONE!!! #606.4: Sunday, May 11, 1997, 2 pm, 87 Prospect, LRF sets #607.4: Sunday, May 18, 1997, 2 pm, 87 Prospect, Throatwarbler Sets #608.4: Sunday, May 25, 1997, 1 pm, 87 Prospect, Pushnermaybe and Nightmare will set Nightmare Part Deux #609.4: SATURDAY, May 31, 1997, 12 Noon, 87 Prospect Princeton Reunions Hash VOLUNTEERS????? SWITCH TO WEDNESDAY EVENINGS #610.4: Wednesday, June 4, 1997, 6 pm, 87 Prospect, Delay Lllama Sets #611.4: Wednesday, June 11, 1997, 6 pm, 87 Prospect, Breeder Sets #612.4: Wednesday, June 18, 1997, 6 pm, 87 Prospect, VOLUNTEERS?????? ----------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------- To subscribe to the Princeton Hashnet, email the message subscribe phhh to the address majordomo@cdiprinceton.com Post messages to the Princeton Hashnet by emailing to phhh@cdiprinceton.com and don't forget to check out our Web Page http://members.aol.com/phhh ----------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------------