Ode to the Hash ...

So here we are, Thanksgiving is over, Christmas just around the corner, New Years right behind BUT WE GOT A HASH RUN EVERY SATURDAY TO LOOK FORWARD TO, WHOOOHOOO!! I'll get to that in a minute. So lets see, whats the happy happs since my last entry ... yes, my computer is up and working again. Still trying to piece together some of my accounts and everything for bill paying, and I lost a lot of money in the music I had downloaded to the computer but overall I think we've made a fairly good recovery.

All right, I'll provide a quick explanation on something because it is bound to come out at one point or another, plus, looking back on it, its sort of funny. This past week we had a call sign party. We had an alcoholic grog and the grog nasty, both of which Crew 4 was in charge of. The grog nasty was a Crew 4 speciality and while I would like to tell you the ingredients, I can't. It happens to be a crew secret ... We had drinking, we had stories, we had drinking stories (10% truth at a minimum). As expected there was a reattack on my call sign. I now go by the name MONA (Munched On by Naked Asshole). Before we go into the why, perhaps we should discuss the how. Its simple really ... alcohol + no real imagination = drunken buffoonery. Now for the why ... We made a trip to a strip club where I literally was beaten within an inch of my life by a amazonian stripper named Mona ... She smelled of dorito's and cigarettes. And yes, she bit me. I am still receiving rabies shots to this day. To round us out, we have Party Boy, Travis took the name Juggs, Bluto, Mona, and Seth was renamed Chubbs ...

More on Chubbs. He, unfortunately, broke his hand at our last flag football game. I know what you are thinking, its flag football. We play rough, what can I say. All this after kicking a 53 yard field goal the game prior. Its not good Juju for Crew 4.

And now for a story. About a week ago, Chubbs and I were sitting at the chow hall eating lunch. He was about to head out to the orthopedist to have his hand checked out and gave me the keys to the van. I figured I'd grab the van and go back to the house for a few minutes before heading back into work. I hopped into the van, put the keys in and ... click click click ... the battery was dead. For some reason I was not at all phased by this development. I walked home and sat down to watch a little of whatever football game happened to be on at the time. Party Boy eventually showed up with the SOF truck, thank God. "Now I don't have to find another ride into work," I thought. We left Casa de tree Trees, stopped by an ATM for a sec and then decided we'd go by the wives store. They had just gotten a recent shipment and it was on the way back to work, great idea. We got out but unfortunately the wives store was closed. "Oh well," I thought, "We'll come back tomorrow." We hopped back into the truck, put the keys in the ignition and ... click click click ... the battery was dead. What a weird coincidence. We walked the rest of the way back to work and let Remo know about the 2 vehicles. He's in charge of the rentals. So he took our keys, grabbed the keys to one of the other vans, and headed out to go fix the car rental problems of the universe. He hopped into his van, put the keys into the ignition and ... click click click ... the battery was dead. I love this place.

So I have developed a bit of a problem while I've been here in Guam. I've always had a CD buying addiction. While here, I've been buying a great deal of music through iTunes. Its SO easy! This was something I could accept because again, I've always had a problem. What I didn't know till last night was I can buy movies through iTunes as well, the bastards! So I bought my first movie last night. It was a 15 minute short called Denial. It was good and only $1.99 so really how can you beat it. Afterwards I bought Bubble Boy which I have always thought was a pretty funny movie. Then I made myself stop. This is not a good thing.

Moving along, so Party Boy, Mother, Miyagi, Plinko and myself decided to check out this thing called hash running a week ago. They have a club here on Guam, it involves some running or something and you drink beer, how bad could it be? IT WAS THE GREATEST THING EVER!! 3 hours of running around in the jungles of Guam with 30 some odd other crazy people, all trying to find our way to the beer. It ended with a bonfire on the beach and then an after party at this bar called Sassy's. The crazy lady in the middle was our bartender ... We went again this passed Saturday and again, the greatest thing ever. I wanted to take a few more pictures but it was way too wet. Here is one at the start of the run ... one of Plinko on top of a hill about 3/4 the way to the end ... and finally one of myself on the same hill looking pretty good if I do say so myself ... It was awesome, I have nothing else to say about it. If you would like to learn more about hashing here are a couple of links, first to the Agana Hash House Harriers here in Guam and second just some general information about what Hashing is all about.

One last thing before I end this. Brand New just put out a new record, The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me and I think everyone should buy it! Do it, do it now. Here is a link to their Purevolume site. The first two songs are off the new record.

That is it, finally, holy crap, I am spent ...