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Run:- 1201. Date:- 27 March 2006.
Location:- Bang Kruay Bridge
Hare:- Narest
Back on the Hash after having been out of
circulation for a while, you instantly notice what you have
been missing lately. The sun, the orchards, fresh air, beer
….So where have ya been? Or as the Aussies would say, “Them
abos have speared a kangaroo and tossed him on the barbie,
the sun is out on Bondi and we’ve opened a few cans of
Foster’s, so where the bloody hell are you?” ‘Bloody’ being
Australia’s all-purpose adjective, and Ajarn Keemao’ our
all-purpose RA, stepping up to the plate to dish out
recognition and retribution. A lot of what took place in the
circle eluded me, because I had missed a lot of the trail
too. On numerous occasions my search for paper had taken me
solo down unorthodox paths and dead ends, trapped by
strangling vines, pathetic excuses for dogs and
gesticulating locals. It was one of those Clint Eastwood
moments, where I – the stoical protagonist – stride forth à
la High Plains Drifter in the face of disbelieving
onlookers.
A central prerequisite for enjoying
movies is our suspension of disbelief, and with some stretch
of the imagination each one of us resembles a celluloid role
model: Mini is Bill Murray, Spinning Dwarf is Nicholas Cage,
Bruce W is a grizzled cross between Chuck Norris and David
Hasselhof, Maverick is Julio Iglesias, Cengiz is a 70%-scale
reproduction of Omar Sharif, Captain Eric is Marlon Brando …
and the list could go on.
Like I could go on about the run itself,
but all runs are basically the same, save for the memorable
antics of some individuals. For which instant payback exist,
in the form of a down-down from our GM-RA combo. An endless
parade of heroes and sinners got their 15 seconds of fame,
more people than I could remember. Until it culminated in a
showdown between Jumpstart and her cousin for the honour of
Prick of the Week. Was there enough beer left? And I know
what you're thinking. "Did he hand out six downdowns or only
five?" Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement I
kind of lost track myself. But being as this is a .44 Magnum
(read: Beer Chang), the most powerful handgun (…alcohol
content) in the world, and would blow your head clean off,
you've got to ask yourself a question: Do I feel lucky?
Well, do ya, punk?
On On!
Joost.
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