In the books

Run #1390 of the Subic Bay Hash House Harriers was completed without incident yesterday. That’s always my goal as a Hare. I don’t want people getting hurt or getting lost or otherwise having a bad experience. Mission accomplished in that regard.

The feedback I received was mostly positive, especially from the old fuckers who seemed to be pleased having a trail that was both sane and pleasant to hike. The only criticism was that in places the trail was hard to follow and that’s a legitimate complaint I think. I did the short trail and was very surprised that the powder had really faded away in places. In the future, I’ll pour it on much thicker and I might actually mark the trail on Monday morning to keep it fresh.

Anyway, I’ll cop to being proud of the trail and will start looking for new paths to explore and incorporate when my time to Hare comes again. Or should I say, Cums Together?

My trail as seen from outer space. Purple is the shortcut that made the short trail short.
That’s Leech My Nuggets, one of our die-hard Hashers. Although I’m sure the trail was not challenging to him, he did comment that he was able to jog most of it. Heh, something for everyone.
That’s I’m A Fucking Cupcake making his way along the path…
Second in line isthe notorious Günter (Vienna Sausage). He complained the trail was hard to follow. Oh well, at least you didn’t need a fucking rope to hike it.
Blow My Pipe making his way past a solitary house on top of the mountain. I occasionally bring cookies or candy for the kids that live there. The mama even asked me my name when I was marking the trail on Sunday. Hey, we are practically neighbors!
Making headway on the short version of the trail…
The long and short trails rejoined and then climbed back up into Alta Vista for the final 2K push to the On-Home at Baloy Beach.
That’s Cream Filled Cup Cake and Dripping Pussy on the ice. I had to sit on the ice as the Hare and then again later because of my Hash Fuck Up last week (leaving my phone in the Hashmobile).

It was a good day to be a Hasher. And a good week to be a walker! I had my highest average ever at nearly 27,000 steps per day. I don’t expect I’ll be replicating that anytime soon.

My dog Lucky got a whiff of my socks after a hard day of Hashing and it knocked him out cold:

Alright, I’m joking about that. I’ve never seen a dog that sleeps in such bizarre positions though. He is a strange one for sure.

Oh, and that t-shirt I posted yesterday:

It upset my very liberal ex-wife Carol.

I mean, it’s clearly tongue-in-cheek. Mocking the standard lefty talking points a little, but obviously done in jest. I posted the photo on my Facebook page and Carol responded:


Ah a science denying misogynistic homophobe?

Geez. I answered: “I sincerely feel sorry for you if that is your take on this.” She asked how was it meant to be taken, and I said “sarcasm”. Her response was to repeat: “Yeah the shirt is misogynistic, homophobic and science denying. What it isn’t is funny.”

What could I do except apologize? “Triggered much? I’m sorry this is happening to you. Please find a safe space devoid of humor and parody. I hope you feel better soon!” I guess she didn’t accept my heartfelt concern for her and she responded thusly:


Please learn the difference between humor and snarkiness.

I ended the back and forth with this:

Ah, it was almost like being married again!

Life is good.

3 thoughts on “In the books

  1. This seems to apply to your ex-wife:

    “Every day, Leftists reveal that they are angry, unhappy people lacking in wisdom.”

    When the stick is so far up your ass, you stop seeing the humor in anything.

  2. I’m a very powerful man, I can make heads explode all the way back in the USA!

    Thanks for the link. Carol wasn’t always that way. When my worldview changed after 9/11 we’d argue a lot about politics. But I don’t recall her being the stereotypical snowflake melting with whatever she perceives as öffensive. It’s sad really because she is an otherwise intelligent woman. Or at least she was 10 years ago.

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