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It’s fun to get mail from Half-Mind Weblog readers, but I have mixed feelings about this letter: Stumbled across your Hash Rants last night, and, suddenly, I’d spent a good hour or so reading. I very briefly participated in hashing in my town, over about 6 months, late 2012-mid-2013-ish. I quit due to some of [...] 
An interesting thing happened after I posted yesterday’s bash trash. The boyfriend of one of the hashers let me know he was upset I used her hash name in the writeup. I’m still trying to figure out if he wants me to delete it and use another name instead; he hasn’t answered. Some of you [...] This PSA has been running the rounds on Facebook and Twitter (though not, it seems, on Hash-L or HashSpace). I’ll give it a push by reposting it here (if it’s hard to read, click on it to view it full-size on Flickr):
Anyone who has read my rants over the years knows [...] I guess I’m officially a codger now. The beer bong crowd has weighed in. [...] A good friend of mine, a long-time hasher, recently posted this to Facebook: I don’t know if you’ve seen this but I think you’ll appreciate it. It also seems kind of apropos to a lot of hashing. Acknowledging Alcoholism – NYTimes.com You can click the link to read the article. Or you can just read [...] A query posted to Facebook’s Hash House Harrier page: I am thinking of starting a hash house harriers without beer but only vodka and wine. Is this allowed? Several hashers left comments, most along the lines of “no rules, do what you want,” but a few said that beer should always be present since it [...] Definitely not a major epiphany, and nothing close to a paradigm shift. But I’ll take my insights where I find them … and share them with you, dear hashers. I skipped the monthly motorcycle hash yesterday to go riding with the Tucson Bash. This is the new bicycle hash I blogged about in [...] I don’t remember if it was an Iguana or a Colorado InviHashional, but there I was. sitting naked in a hotel hot tub with fifty other naked hashers, unwinding after a long day on trail, when some asshole — one of us, but still an asshole — fished a flash camera out of his bag [...] |
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