Half-Mind Weblog

I’m feeling vain about the Half-Mind Hymnal this morning.  Why?  Because of you. You’re awesome.  You got what I was trying to do with the Half-Mind Catalog and helped make it a collaborative effort, not a one-man show like most other hashing sites.  You supported it by contributing articles, improvements, and added features, then took [...]

I know, I know . . . in the song, Sunday is a day of rest . . . Saturday’s the hashing day.  But in my life, twice a month, Sunday’s a hashing day: every second Sunday for the PISS Hash, every third Sunday for the Pedalfiles Hash.  We can rest when we’re dead. We’re [...]

Pick’n’Flick & Flying Booger were married 43 years ago today.  How.  About.  That. In honor of which, and because it’s been a long time since we’ve had something from the Hymnal, a song: Will You Marry Me? (Duet) Click here for a recording of this great old song If I give you half a crown, [...]

More on last weekend’s trip, when Pick’n’Flick, Green Flagger, and I drove to Las Vegas to see Nose Candy, his wife Beth, and our grandchildren.  We always stop for lunch in Wickenburg, Arizona – the Dude Ranch Capitol of the West! – and this time we decided to eat at a picnic table in the town [...]

This is a great circle song.  It’s short, easy to remember, and everyone knows the melody.  Bonus point: you can flash the circle at the end! God Bless My Underpants Melody: God Bless America (click to play) God bless my underpants, Brand that I love, Stand inside them, And ride them, Up the crack of my ass when [...]

This morning I started deleting links to hasher blogs that aren’t there anymore.  Then I noticed the missing blogs all had blogspot.com addresses.  Blogspot’s down, but I already deleted five or six links.  If you were on my blogroll before but aren’t there now, please squawk ident so I can put you back! By way of apology, I’ll [...]

Good hare shirts.  I like. Thanks to Casual Friday for sending the photo. And now for the Blessing of the Hares: Oh Gispert, Bless these hares, Bless this trail, Coppus no catch us, Farmer no shoot us, Doggus no bite us, Heatus no stroke us, Plenty of cold beer to drink, Coitus non interruptus.

Today is Sunday!  Sunday is a bashing day!  Are we gonna have a good time?  You bet your ass we are!  [dance in circles holding imaginary beer mugs over heads] If you don’t know the lyrics, check below the fold. Up & at ‘em at 7:30, stowing helmet, gloves, sunblock, and shades in the truck; [...]