Vernal Equinox, copulation etc.

As I crossed Richmond I realized that I should have gone north on Eldridge instead of south, and by the time I pulled into Bear Creek Park the pack was already gone. The hares pointed me in the right direction and I soon caught up with the pack no doubt due to the multiple false trails that had been laid. We soon found ourselves at the Bear Creek perimeter fence and a check. Hash sense said to follow the fence but the lure of the woods was to much. The next 20 minutes was spent bent over winding through some thick shig staring at Goes Both Way's butt and wondering why I didn't follow the fence. We emerged from the woods and spotted the beer check (which was unexpected as was the keg of Shiner Bock). Off of the beer check there were multiple false trails. Drummer Bill was seen exposing himself to a group of elementary school children that just happened to be in the woods. We ran through some shoe sucking mud and eventually made it to the Addicks levee which could only be reached by swimming across a deep canal that emptied into some sluice gates. Beer Can Bob complains. Over the levee, follow the power lines, cross under I-10, run up the feeder. On Home in the shadow of the mighty Amoco.

Bully comes out of the closet

maintaining that although he still considers himself to be a heterosexual, he enjoys (and yes, even prefers) having sex with another man.

Down downs

were officiated by Roller Balls. There is an aborted attempt to name Christine (Gonad suggests Dumb Fuck and doesn't get much support...next time). Down downs ended and we swilled down the beer as the last of the DFL's came in. Songs were sung, it started to rain and we decided to adjourn to the On On On. Everyone follows Ball Wacker who doesn't know where he's going.