Me, Me … it’s all about ME!
Sexual addition? Kiss my ever-lovin’ Southern Baptist race-hatin’ porn-obsessin’ Putin-rootin’ ass.
But hey, Joe Biden, you don’t need anyone’s approval to commute Reality Winner’s prison sentence, so how about it?
I must telegraph it somehow, because if I so much as think about going somewhere in the car, Mister B knows, and won’t let me out of his sight lest I sneak out without him. As I’m going to do this morning. I need groceries for dinner tonight, Safeway isn’t dog-friendly, and if I leave […]
Donna and I consider the Okinawa Hash House Harriers our mother hash. We ran our first few trails with the Tampa club in 1988, but Okinawa gave us our first full taste of hashing. It was our first hash family. It’s where we got our hash names, Flying Booger and Pick’n’Flick (if you’re not a […]
I’m not a fan of posing as something you’re not on the internet, and if you asked me why I’d say it was my experience with AD, rest his soul.
Never any lack of excitement around these parts.
Our friend Shakesprick publishes an excellent Hash House Harrier history magazine. I frequently mentioned his work on the Half-Mind Weblog (RIP); it’s time to highlight it on Paul’s Thing as well, since many of my readers are hashers. I’ve embedded a PDF of the latest edition of On On, the History Magazine of the Hash […]