Hashers,

For you weather pussies who were content to curl up on your couches with
your blankies, here's what transpired this past Saturday.

A small pack gathered at the non-existant Safeway in N Boulder.  We
contemplated the possibility of another pack gathering elsewhere, then
proceeded to draw straws.  Blowsis drew hare, and Deep drew the shit,
that is, the second bag of powder for the return loop.  Blowsis set off
into the neighborhood to the northeast of Ideal Market, and led Deep,
Cummy, Freudian, Nuts and Adam (unnamed) through a number of DPs and to
his inevitable snaring, a cross-the-DP trick sniffed out by Freudian's
shortcut.  Yeah, Freudian's shortcut.  She held the bag for a goodly
amount of time, leading us back across Broadway and up and down some
muddy alleys.  A masterful turn-on-powder gained her the return bag,
which she used to extend the trail to N Boulder Park, where she was
snared by Blowsis.  He proceeded to lay what he termed "one impressive
section of trail" - which none of us saw, because Nuts made a preemptive
strike and nailed Blowsis two blocks away, obviating the need to follow
trail.  Adam (unnamed) and Blowsis gave chase to Nuts, while Deep and a
couple harriettes took a more circuitous route, which resulted in a hare
sighting and a double dash by Cummy and Deep.  The former rode over
Nuts' back, while Deep stole the bag and laid a masterful route through
a deep slot formed by the backs of two... buildings.  Nuts displayed an
incredible sense of smell and sniffed this one out, only to have the
hare drag him another block, taunting the entire way.  Nuts finished the
bag, and we adjourned to Hash House I to celebrate.

Down-downs ensued.  If any of you doubt the ability of 6 Flatlander
halfminds to raise hell, you should have been there.  And really, you
should have been there, particularly if you're a Full Moon GM who was
bitching at me about skipping her hash Friday night...  Four of us
drinking blew through a case in the time it took to finish
E-e-e-e-emanuel Kant, then tore into a second, which got us through a
mangling of Yogi and improvised verses to Yo-Ho.  Then there was some
other stuff.  It's all a little out of focus.  I do remember that the
award was bestowed to Nuts after he was blown away by Deep in a messy
drinkoff.  I couldn't tell you why.  I also remember that Adam (unnamed)
kept poaching our down-downs, until we finally cracked down and kicked
him in the nads a few times. 

Two Holes and Four Stroke joined us for On-Afters at the Hunan Garden,
where we drained a few mediocre drinks, the kind with two straws in
them.  We munched on mediocre Chinese food, and put our kind old
waitress into hysterics for no reason I could make out.

Next hash will be Saturday 3/24 2pm, hared by Cummy (and Blowsis?), and
should be our last Saturday hash for a while.  I've been informed that
Daylight Savings is April 1, though I'm skeptical.  In any case,
starting with Nuts and Hood on 4/6, we'll be back to Fridays 6pm.

On-on,
Deep