PRINCETON HHH HASH #836.4

Date: 7/18/2001
Weather: non-descript
Venue: Sarnoff to Sayre Drive development
Set by: OuiPee
Time: 1:20 for most 
Hashers:  Discomfort, Hey Yo Paully, RoJo, Brad now known as Dummer, Natural Born 
Lesbian, Jen the Elderbrady aka Marcia, Marcia, Marcia, Hand Solo, TJ Pray, In Up To 
The Waste*not seen since the best Hard Corpse Hash of '99, RubberAlan, Batman who is 
a friend of RubberAlan, Matt Fisher, Bruce Hancock

Picked up along the way by Paully: Chris from the development

It started off oh so sweetly*.  What happened along the way is still unclear.  

To RoJo it was the beginning of the perfect hash.  First of all there was a welcome 
sign from the Sarnoff Company to the PHHH, (David Sarnoff is turning over in his grave 
over this one).  Never have the hashers been welcome anywhere.  Next with her early 
arrival she catches a glimpse of a half-naked WeePea, and what a sight that is to behold!!!  
Not since 242 has such rippling muscles been encountered.  Then the real beauty happens
* IUTTW arrives.  He had not been seen since the B-U-T-Fool Bucks County Hard Corpse Hash 
of '99, next to arrive was Solo, NBL, Brad aka Dummer and a male rookie.  RoJo was in her 
glory.  The only thing that could have made it better would have been the presence of 
Eyesore!  It was like in the days of old, when she was the lone female hasher with her 
harem of men.  Oh, Life was good.  However, things then turned a bit sour upon the arrival 
of the Prospect people and Discomfort and Jen.  Oh, well*one can dream of days of olde.  

After a bit of mulling about waiting for a 'copter to land the hashers took off, rambled 
around the Sarnoff Company looking for marks*it was difficult to leave the property where 
we were so kindly greeted and welcomed.  The trail headed North, round and about it went
* in and out of industrial complexes, across fields and meadows, and in to the multitude 
of emptiness of the construction dirt mounds.  The mounds confused the pack, but after 30 
minutes of which way do we go*they went further north to the home of the old CDI*. days of 
olde again*under Rt one and into the development and to the on in.  I do not understand how
so many could get so lost when the trail when straight north on Rt 1, turned left onto Sayre
Drive and end in the development*oh yeah I forgot*these are hashers!