Yesterday was a day filled with BEER! And the festivities started at 3 pm. Before you think I am a drunkard, let me essplain, ossifer.
I was introduced to a fun and quirky thing called Hashing. It is actually an international past time: "Hash House Harriers is an international group of social, non-competitive running, social, and drinking clubs." (Wikipedia) As I was told: "we're a drinking club with a running problem."
The core idea: one of the members plays the hare and they mark a trail that the pack, the rest of the participants, have to follow. The trail is often challenging: it winds through random fields, down rail road tracks, over fences, under bridges, and through woods. And the trail usually has a few false leads to confuse and waylay the pack.
What's the point of this funny excursion? Is it to get out and run and enjoy the great day? Well yes, but it is also about the BEER. At the end of the hash all of the hashers gather to drink and go through a lot of off-kilter administrivia that involves mandatory drinking and singing lewd songs. For example, the theme of this run was "back to school," and because I forgot my theme I had to sit on a block of ice and drink cheap bear from a bed pan. I also had to drink because I was the new guy, and because I had another minor "infraction."
So now some of you are asking yourselves, "why would anyone do this?" My only answer is that it takes all kinds. I'm "that guy" that enjoys the off-kilter nature and the open revelry of the event.
Besides hashing, I also went to the opening party for a brewery in Huntsville, and then followed that up with a friend's birthday/going away party. It was a great Saturday chalked full of good times and BEER!
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