Houston Hash House Harriers

To prove my love for the hash, I spent ALL WEEKEND attempting to reinstall the H4.org archives.

Not everything is there and not every link works, but most of them are up at http://h4.org/archive/.

This covers 2006-1994 or so. I am still trying to get the archives between 2006 and when I took over in May 2008. For now, you can access some of the archives for those in-between years at the links below:

http://h4.org/archive/2006_Runs/
http://h4.org/archive/2007_Runs/
http://h4.org/archive/2008_Runs/

The link to the archives in the sidebar on the home page will be updated soon.

Happy Valentine’s Day. You can thank me later.

When McPisser was awarded the Pooper Bowl, the Hash icon underwent a massive renovation.

Pooper Bowl before

Pooper Bowl after

Who will be next in the Pooperbowl lineage?

A few recent emails to the H4 Yahoo group have revolved around the history of the Hash House and its origins. One email even included the original bylaws of the organization. Now, I know what you’re thinking — there are no rules in hashing. Oh but there were, back in the 1950s. On-on for more…

The Blue Moon is December 31, and the last time that happened was December 31, 1990. We did a run that night, the hares were, I think, Scum Puppy and Glassblower (anybody recall for sure?), and it was one to remember. The night was cold, clear, still. Trail started just outside the Addicks flood plain, the hares indicating that it shouldn’t be too difficult to follow. Mounting the levee and looking down, we saw what they meant: trail was set, not in flour, but in luminaria; down the levee, up, curving, and down again, meandering throughout the woods and bogs of the plain, up and out again, all lit by little candles in sacks. On trail, oddly, there wasn’t much calling out (no need of it, really), just the sound of feet on grass and the occasional curse at stumbling. All we needed was a little Schubert and we could’ve been our own ‘Ave Maria’ sequence in that classic Disney stoner flick. Ended in a parking garage. I could swear

We did some bowling for tvs (which would be odd, that being a Valhalla, not a Hash, New Year’s Eve tradition), or did we? I recall going to the Valhalla party afterward, and not much else. Yup, one of those times to remember, such a good time, in fact, that parts of it go unremembered.

Nostalgically,
MP