Well, by pack I mean the lame and sane Hashers that opted out of doing the crazy 10K trail Vienna Sausage crafted. I had an idea in mind for what I would do, and when I looked back after starting, I was shocked that so many people were following me. I guess it might have been a case of “if he can do it, I can, too” reasoning. I did have a hill climb planned, and about half of my group bailed and stayed on the street. And then three of the ones who started the climb gave up about halfway through. The three remaining shortcutters with me wound up intersecting with the official trail and we followed it the rest of the way back to the On-Home venue.

One of my group, Captain Prickhard, struggled mightily during the climb. He told me afterward that he recalled the days when I couldn’t keep up with him. Yeah, I’m doing much better lately now that my lungs aren’t causing me trouble.

And that was how my Hash Monday went down.

On this date, eleven years ago, I wrote a post entitled, “Sick on many levels,” recounting a recurring dream during which I was Aqualung, the star of a Jethro Tull song by that name. That was some weird shit I’d have forgotten all about if it wasn’t documented in the LTG archives.

Today’s YouTube video shows some street scenes from Manila in the 1930s. I probably would have liked it better back then. Although I did notice the traffic still sucked.

Here are some things you probably haven’t seen before (and likely hope you never will again):

And so it goes.

Well, you might have guessed what today’s music video song was going to be. The Shangri-Las were a bit before my time, but for some reason I remembered their biggest hit. Lead singer Mary Weiss died last year at 75 from COPD complications.