PPHHH #888.4
Date: July 3, 2002
Weather: Think of Alec Guinness in the iron box in The Bridge on the River Kwai
Venue: Pennington Circle ShopRite to some Hopewell McMansion development to the northwest
Time: 1 hour 20 minutes
Hare: Hand Solo
Hounds:  Dancing Fool, Weepee, Nothin' Stuck, Hey Yo! Paully, Throatwarbler Mangrove

No Women, So Cry

On his second Princeton hash, Nothin' Stuck was sorely tested by the absence of women and 
a trademark Solo set, which Hand thoughtfully cut short on account of the weather.  
Nonetheless, we partook of 2 miles of the Hopewell line railroad track, trudged up 
Route 31 for another mile, and tramped about on Old Scotch Road for 2 miles more before 
arriving at the luxurious homes-to-be of retiring Arthur Andersen and Worldcom executives, 
interior decor courtesy of Martha Stewart.  The highlight of the hash was either Hand's 
use of a tennis ball to mark pavement and rail ties, or the four woodchucks seen scurrying 
down a hill by Dancing Fool.

The on-in was lamentable for numerous reasons.  Solo recalled that back in '94 (1994, that 
is) when he last passed this way, the on-in site was untouched by human hands.  He also 
regretted the absence of Vienna Fingers (a name in search of a hasher) but showed no 
remorse whatsoever for the copious amount of soda water available.  Instead of further 
poetic recitations, the hare announced his intention of applying for a PHHH Foundation 
grant to buy a bike, with which to set even longer A-B road hashes.  This is an even 
better excuse to blow the Foundation's endowment on a hash-cash bash for Llloda on July 24.

Weapij did his 151st hash down-down from the salsa lid, and Nuttin' Stuck said he'd be 
back, just not for Solo's sets.  Thus Uranus Williams has a replacement of a sort, tho' 
I've met Uranus and can sincerely say Uranus is way prettier.