H4 Christmas in Vegas Pub Crawl

Hared by Platterpuss

The 80% chance of rain was not going to stop our yule tide cheer!  Hounds met 7pm at the smokey little Brewery Tap, located in one of the oldest buildings in Houston.  The selection of beer was fabulous, but the smoke was a bit offensive.  The hare waited the acceptable amount of time and until a good crowd was gathering, then he started his trail of chalk to the next location.

The pack was off, and happily the rain had not yet started on this cold night.  A couple of blocks away, we followed chalk to La Carafe Wine Bar, a haunted building Continue reading

H4 Run #1653: Three Virgins & a Curmudgeon Hash

Hared by Just Steven, Just Nate, and Grind Slut

Just Mike was too ill to co-hare on the cold and soggy hashing day, so he graciously backed out.  Unfortunately, he missed his chance to learn from the well-seasoned curmudgeon through some fabulous downtown urban shiggy.  So the two virgins, Just Steven and Just Nate, and the curmudgeon, Grind Slut, prelaid a trail before the rain really began.

The pack slowly arrived at the Flying Saucer, a crowd favorite, before the start.  Some enjoyed a prerun beverage, Continue reading

H4 Run #1651: Islands in Paradise Hash

Hared by 8″ Crack, Ffgawi and mystery hare, Not So Silent Bob from the Colorado Kimchi’s

North side, fool!  Hope the new dry cleaners doesn’t check their parking lot security tapes.  The pack met at 3pm for this hella wet shiggy trail through wannabe virgin territory.

The hares promised prizes to those who found kiddie watches on trail.  Walkers had a choice of wet or dry trail, and I think most chose the dry trail, which was a long walk down a road with no shoulder, but a few braved the elements Continue reading

H4 Run #1650: No More 69 Run

Hared by A$$wipe and Can’t Hound

Say it isn’t so!  Can’t Hound will be 70 years old soon, so no more 69 for him!  Hopefully, he’s had all he can handle in 70 years, because 69 will never return.

Sunday is a hashing day!  The sky was looking dark when we assembled at the warehouse complex on Spikewood, but thankfully, Rain B*tch was there to ward off the rain, at least until later. 

Wide-eyed and giddy, a whole gaggle of new boots arrived, eager to see what this “hashing” was all about.  Friday night happy hour proved to be fruitful for our hare, A$$wipe, Continue reading

H4 Run #1648: McP & Gaslight Hashaversary

Hared by Gaslight and McPi$$er, with help from Roy Orifice

A far west side hash was laid by McPi$$er and Gaslight in honor of their 15th and 14th hashaversary.  Start time was at 2pm since it was “fall back”, and the weather couldn’t have been better!

Apparently, due to all of the rain, the hares had to change their trail after realizing that the water was over Gaslight’s head.  We were warned during the chalk talk to not go east, as the trail would just end.

The pack was off and crossing the Westpark feeder road.  Cars were stopped to let us pass, and someone wasn’t paying attention.  Everyone heard a loud SCREECH, Continue reading

H4 Run #1645: Beaver in the Burbs IV

Hared by Menage Myself, Smooth Stroker, and Roy Orifice

The cooler temps were a welcome change for Sunday’s hash, but the misty, soggy conditions… not so much, although they made an ordinary suburban run extraordinary!  Menage and Smooth Stroker sported their Buccee Beaver t’s in celebration of their fourth annual Beaver in the Burbs.  The pack met at 3:30pm for a 4pm pre-laid trail, laid by Smooth Stroker.

Although the streets and EVERYTHING were soggy, including the flour, the markings held up nicely!  We started where TC Jester dead ends Continue reading

H4 Run #1643: Gotta PP Throw Down Hash

Hared by PP and Just Mike

The week looked bleek with no hares in sight, but PP and Just Mike swooped in to save the hash!  What a beautiful, warm day for a Memorial Park run.  Who knew there was that much real shiggy in Memorial Park?  The hounds assembled in the Full Moon parking lot at 3:30pm for a 4pm live hared run by PP.  Just Mike co-hared his first hash, bringing delicious premium snacks (love the Cheetos) and beer check beer (unfortunately, no beer check), and 8″ Crack supplied the keg of low carb piss beer.

PP was off with his flour squirters, and the pack followed shortly, across the street and into the hella shiggy.  Right off the bat, I cracked my head on a tree branch, Continue reading

H4 Run #1642: Jonesin’ for a Hare Run

Hared by McPisser, Where’s Your Seester and Roll Model

A last minute, centrally located trail thrown together by McPisser was just what the doctor ordered!  We assembled at 3:30pm in the median on Heights and 7th Street for a live urban trail laid by McP and Where’s Your Seester.  Roll Model graciously volunteered to shag and bring the snacks, and Pull the Plug supplied the beer.  The hares were off around 3:45-ish hash time, and the pack followed 12 minutes later.

The trail was between 3 and 4 miles long with no “official” walker’s trail, although McP did lay a mark for the walkers to shorten the trail to about 2.5 miles.  I looked for the mark, but I didn’t find it, so ran (ok… wogged) the whole trail. 

The hounds ran through parking lots, along the bayou, over bridges and railroads.  Ultimately, we had to cross the slippy, green, corroded Continue reading

H4 Run #1639: Toasted Marshmallow Hash

Hared by Easy to Please, A$$wipe, and Gaslight

Hares are scarce these days, so our relatively new hasher, Easy to Please, graciously volunteered to lay her virgin trail on Sunday.  A$$wipe and Gaslight, two very experienced hares, offered to show her the ropes.  It was an experience that she’ll never forget. 

A 4 mile east side hash was advertised, with the promise of all the shiggy we could handle, prizes and s’mores.  What we got was something altogether different.  Continue reading

H4 Run #1635: Fiestavus!

Hared by Menage Myself, P*ssy Checker, and ID10T

More of Grind’s pictures from this run can be seen at this link.

Fiestavus for the rest of us!  We met behind the AMC at Willowbrook Plaza on the northwest side of Houston.  As we gathered, the hares emerged with their El Chico mini ponchos and sombreros, in classic Tres Amigo style! 

There was high drama when Hooter Bill was involved in a not-so-high speed chase from the eager cop who was perched at the t!tty bar on the corner.  Seems Hooter absentmindedly rolled through the stop sign, but he was able to talk the policeman out of a ticket. Continue reading