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Bangkok Monday Hash House Harriers
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Run:- 1260 Date:- 14 May 2007.
Location:- Wat Saphan.
Hares:- (quasi and otherwise): Ching "Anything But Pussy" Wu and Frank ("Submissive") Noriega
Scribe:- Chris "Barbie" LingleHappily, K.C. is better with road directions that he is with staying on paper. He faithfully led a caravan of 3 taxies that wound their way from Surasak BTS with about 10 visitors and regulars. Upon arrival at Wat Sapan, a full-blown funeral was On-ongoing. Undaunted and characteristically irreverent, the hounds milled around disdainful of thoughts of mortality. Arriving in dribs and drabs, the numbers finally swelled into an above-average pack. In turn, they were released after a few muttered remarks from the GM and a bit of the usual blah-blah-blah about paper and chalk and such from the hares.
A good trail it was. There was lots of soft mush interspersed with some hard pounding on roads, lanes and raised concrete pathways. Thoughtfully-placed checks kept the pack bunched up and shifted FRBs from leaders to laggards. Despite good marking, K.C. eagerly put himself off paper and tried to outdo the short-cutters. Even so, many of whom stumbled in long before he did with his better half besting him by about 20 minutes!
In seeking out trail details, your faithful scribe could not extract many noteworthy events. But second-hand reports have it that Tastes Great Less Filling ran headlong into a klong. (As I never saw him actually running it was probably for another reason that he went for a swim.) Toward the end of the trail, Genghis and Lion King were seen sucking down some suds on the roadside. They had apparently found an ingenious way of halving the distance and so had ample time to relax and be refreshed!
Spinning Dwarf was also up for some original thinking about traversing the trail. When I found him at the front and queried him with an "RU", he informed me (soto voce) that he "was on some paper here"! (What is it about Saturday hashers not declaring On-On...?) While there were some narrow paths with slippery bits, there were sufficient stretches for this to be considered a proper run with FRBs in after 61 minutes.
Amidst the usual confusion of post-run puffing and blowing and bragging and lying and accusing and cursing, someone began barking orders to assemble for a pre-circle. Only those blessed with a Double Dutch Treat tee-shirt were to be part of the photo call. Urethra Franklin posed in a XXXXL number that was later declared to bear resemblance to a motorbike driver's orange vest.
Eventually, the GM gained control of the melee and established a semblance of dis-order. First order of the day was to present ABP and Noriega with congratulatory howls from appreciative hounds for a job well done!
Or so it seemed. It turns out that our erstwhile hare, ABP, had been AWOL while scouring the globe for suckers to invest in dodgy Thai business ventures. That left it to Frank ("just call me submissive") Noriega to recce and do all the heavy lifting on her behalf.
This was to come back and haunt her as R.A. Ajarn Kee Mao had plans to have ABP declared "Prick of the Week". It looked likely too, even though half of the circle had been nominated for this dubious honor. ABP was eager to depart early, perhaps to cash some checks before investors wake up to the new Asian bubbles. She was greatly relieved by the belated arrival of George of the Jungle on a chariot who was promptly and unanimously declared as the most suitable winner.
In our usual fashion, we greeted 3 visitors from the UK, Cyprus and Oz with down-downs and the usual. Announcements followed. Most notable is that having learnt how complicated and conflicted it can be to run on other days of the week, the Harriettes have reverted to hosting runs on Wednesdays, only.
Social drinking was declared before about half the pack went to the appointed eatery. And what a feast! Word has it that there were sightings of other non-rice dishes set on a table groaning under the weight of countless bowls of stir-fried and steamed rice. Another rumor was floated that our meal caused widespread shortages of the white grain throughout the country and led to wildly-inflated prices. As always, the truth is more complex. Indeed, the fault lies with Love Canal. His insistence on drinking Leo instead of Heineken led to a premium being charged due to extra accounting costs!
On On..."Barbie"
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On Monday 14 May we had 24 Harriers, 14 Harriettes, 0 new boots and 3 visitors, total = 40. Welcome back to Peter "Dripper" Wallbank, Oil Maneekul, Diane "Lion King" Furst, Steve "Tastes Great" Furst, Goran "Fawlty Tower" Ehren, and Stefan "Wet Dream 2" Cassel. Congrats to Steve Furst on completing 100 runs with BMH3.
