PHHH #984.9 Date: Sunday, April 18, 2004 Weather: Tigerlily Place: Forbes Hall to the Grad School Hare: Caleb Howe Hounds: Hey YO! Paully, Safe Sweats, Hand Solo, Ouipi, Bjorn Dork, Jan Kaiser, Premature Graduation, and Mike Hostetler Time: 48 minutes Seen en route: The Red-Faced Chugger, alleging to Safe Sweats a twisted ankle and a hair washing apppointment Seen after the On-In: Safety Tits alleging a meeting with the Stoky and the Philadelphia Orchestra and Stigmata alleging a prior female Forbesian commitment. Hash Story Sure, you've heard it a million times, can't get that theme out of your head, but . . . What can you say about a freshman's first set? That there were marks? That it repeated part of last week's trail? That he knew about grad housing, the Institute Woods, and the Grad School? Seems like it was yesterday, behind 87 Prospect. . . "Hey Weepee." "Look, my name's not spelled 'Weepee.'" "Whatever. How do I set a hash?" "You've got some nerve for a freshman, asking a question like that." "Yeah, what about it, Weepee, what do I need?" "Marks. With flour. Lots of them. And food, and drink at the on-in. Should take about 2 hours to set." "Hey, you're alright for a boomer. See ya." And he was gone, to the WaWa, buying 6 2-pound bags of flour and using three of them to mark Alexander Road every 24 inches before steering through terrain Jan marked last week in the opposite direction. Another 2-pounder got us through the Woods and past a futile attempt to have us swim the Stony Brook right next to the hanging bridge, before we arrived behind the Fuld Hall. There Caleb whitewashed the brickwork outside Einstein's office to keep us on trail before he used the remainder of his supply getting us to the arched doorway of the Grad School. All, that is, but Safe Sweats, who detoured around the one really swampy bit and arrived five minutes later; and Paully, who started five minutes behind us and arrived 30 minutes later to jack it up a notch or four at the on-in. This was the highlight, as it often is for rookie hares (see #9), featuring as it did raucous singing that charmed and disturbed one scholar pretending to read one floor up from our circle; a down-down cut short by the hare, whose virgin mouth had never tasted beer; Caleb's revelation that Lady MacBeth is a cousin, explaining how he got in to the Old Nassau Diploma Mill; Safe Sweats' penetrating anthropological observations ("Look, she's into us, see, she's stretching. Now she's flipping her hair, she's done that three times" with regard to the svelte black-tressed student in the black knit turtleneck); several mistimed hash names--Discovery Channel for Safe Sweats, Matching Chest Hair Pattern for Dork and HYP; a bag of Merlot that several hounds found inexplicably delicious; a couple of bottles of Triumph brew getting mixed reviews; and some foul mock-French cheese from Wisconsin that dropped by from a dean's reception the night before. The fact that it was undergoing several forms of sublimation simultaneously overwhelmed even Paully's stomach and he spewed dangerously close to the Ultimate players who were playing dangerously close. Safety Tits and Stigmata did down-downs of Merlot on a frisbee with their mates Grace and Verve. ============================================================================= And this offering from an anonymous scribe ... Hare CALEB (rity) Hounds (as I hopefully correctly recall): Hey Yo Paully, Weepee, Safe Sweats, PG, Bjorn Dorque, real name Jan, and nameless Mike Nice sunny weather after soggy weather. I recall really stinking (make you vomit) cheese at the on-in and getting whacked in the elbow by a frisbee. This hash saw the first showing of the now infamous Merlot Bag! Good thing too - the Triumph brew sucked! As it did this past weekend. Back to bike (cars) found Safety Tits and Stigmata (formerly symettrical bleeder or something silly liek that) playing frisbee at Forbes (obviously prepping for the huge discoff between the guys that were honing in on our Grad School campus apres). They did down-downs of Merlot from a frisbee in plane cite of the Public Safety Vehicle.