Bangkok Monday Hash House Harriers

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Run 1525, 28 May 2012
Location: Taling Chan, Wat Jampa
Hare: Bad Boy Bubby.
Scribe: Bruised Willy

Not all second acts in life turn out so well. Recall, for example, Peter O'Toole's attempt at reviving his career during the 1980s with flops such as Creator, Def Leppard's change in musical direction or those last three Star Wars films. Fortunately for John Bad Boy Bubby McBirnie, some do turn out well, and his second act as a hare has not only gone well, it's exceeded his previous efforts by leaps and bounds. So it is that, when I see his name on the hareline next to the words Taling Chan, I'm actually excited for the run - especially as it was my first time running this variation of local trails made famous by John and Eric Dzunken Dewnet Cornholle.

Through no fault of his own, the hare's run happened to occur on a day when the sky decided to open up shortly before the run began. While a fair amount of rain cools off the hot Bangkok weather a bit and sweetens the air, the amount of rain that came down on Monday soaked the ground, muddied up the fields and washed away paper - as we were to discover. Being intrepid hashers, though, we were not to be put off by the troubles and off we went (late, I might add, under the supervision of impostor GM Andrew No No Murison).

The first paper was expected to be to the left heading out of the gravel parking lot, but it took the pack quite a while to find it. Once we did, we were off and running down the road, down khlong paths and into a field, where we found the first (and only!!!) check. This check really cocked up the pack a bit for 5-10 minutes and in spite of Todd Spooning Dwarf Wilkie's mumblings about this being his territory and knowing every nook and cranny, it was someone else who solved the check.

Speaking of Todd, what gusto! Rarely do you see Todd start and end a run ambulating at a speed beyond stroll. There he was, though, leading the back like a lumbering elephant. He even muscled his way past Peter Haters Gon' Hate Paycox impatiently at one point, grumbling about people running up front. He was last seen on trail by those of us checking out on the main road (Todd had found the real trail) and seemed to legitimately make it back to the On In in an unusually legit manner - in other words, he didn't simply wander off trail looking for matchbox cars and other exciting geocaches.

I and Joost ended up running together for most of the run, discussing the finer points of hashing and obvious yaba addiction in the area. We elected to take the Long trail, which wound us around through people's gardens and back yards and front yards and even a scenic park before depositing us right back into the On In over a cleverly placed bridge - always the best way to end a run, with a surprised, "Oh shit, we're in!?" Good job McBirnie!

The circle was administered by impostor GM Andrew Murison, who, in his second act as a vociferously cantankerous hasher, has also exhibited signs of greatness and who ran things humorously and authoritatively. He called the circle to order, told everyone to shut up and that he didn't care about our stupid conversations and the tone was set. The hare was brought in and given down downs for the interesting coincidence that when he sets a run no women show up. At this point it was decided that all future runs will show John McBirnie's name in the hareline, whether or not he's haring, just in case. Various other hashers were brought in for various infractions as well until it was time for the Prick Of The Week, which only arrives when Noah does. Lacking the proper gear for the POTW, it was decided that a combination of Jeff The Bug's Brother Gay's scrotum-like head and Tom Stupid Shoes Ellefsen's phallic cigar would act as a stand-in, until the nominee just downed his beer anyway and that was that.

The On On On was held at a small restaurant with awful food that I drenched in fish sauce to cover up the taste and the crowd on hand turned out to be great company, all of us staying for quite a while after the check was called for. All in all it was a good hash and I look forward to the next effort in McBirnie's revival as a hare. On On!