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A retelling of my life in DC and all the stupid ass sh!t I get myself into...

Office life...

Ok, so the State Department put out a new (another) computer restriction denying us access to any of our desktop features. So no personalizing your background, fonts or screen saver any more. Now their argument is, technically it's their stuff (this is true) and they can do whatever they want(also true). Lets put it all together, their battle against terrorism starts with taking away my ability to have a picture on my desktop, instead some standardized DOS pic is there. WTF? Don't they have anything better to do?

posted by Cptn S.A. Ho @ 11:38 AM, ,

Cops on Our Beer Check

As many of you may have heard, we had a more serious interaction with the local authorities this past Thursday then usual. Before you start speculating as to what really happened and hear it second hand, allow me to inform you first hand. As the pack was sent off from the beer check, the authorities were walking down the hill toward the beer van. The officers, responding on a domestic disturbance call arrived at the scene with the impression that we were selling alcohol on state park property with out a permit. Prior to any discussion, they simply wanted to know who was operating the vehicle to informed them they were going to jail & hand cuff them. As I was driving BP, I was the operator and complied with the officials & spent a few hours in cuffs. We discussed the situation calmly with the officers, stating that we were NOT selling anything there & that we are a running club & gave them a little bit of information about us as an organization. The officers at this point realized that they were misinformed and decided not to impound BP and issued me a few citations.

Lessons to be learned here for this situation:

Don't forget that what we do is technically illegal in the streets of DC, so as you run or participate in circle or enjoy a down down, please remember to be respectful of our surroundings and to the local population of non-hashers. Especially, do not be cocky or rude to the cops that do show up on trail, as that does NOT help keep us under the radar where we generally live and can have a great hashing experience.

Kandy Panties
EWH3 Grand Master

posted by Cptn S.A. Ho @ 11:19 AM, ,

WISSHHH Camping - Day 1

Here we go... the long anticipated weekend review!! Let's take it from the top, shall we? I bailed outta work at the crack of 230 and sprinted to my jeep beating the meter maid to it! ha! Suck it!! Good thing too, b/c I'm sooooooo outta quarters! Head over to the house and start packing my crap. Packing takes all of 5 mins and I make a nice pile in the middle of the living room. My Co-Pilot for the ride shows up, we shall call her "J". Anyways, we toss all the crap in the jeep and get goin. Cruizin along pretty good might I add until traffic catches up and we sit still for about 45 min! And such is the pattern for most of the trip actually. The beauty is that when we're moving, it's like all of traffic is doing 80-85, but when we're stopped we are STOPPED!
So, arrive at the campground and toss everything out of the jeep just in time to hear the thunder rumble... fcuk! I put up my tent just to learn that I have no stakes to hold the tent down... ugh, ok... just toss everything in the tent to hold it down. The monsoon comes and it's actually strong enough to tear down RU469's tent!! Damn.. lucky for her I pack a spare tent, b/c the image of that poor tent laying there in a heap of tent poles, and wet canvas was not pretty. Nor was it dry!! Luckily, that was the last that we'd see of the rain for the whole weekend!!
It's getting dark, we've all changed into some dry clothes from and we're onto our next beer already! Time for some songs around a fire and some good music and a little bit of dancin!! Good thing Wanda and Turtle are there with some food otherwise we'd all go hungry!! We party, and drink and party and drink... you get the idea... till late into the night.
At one point of the evening, I'm walking to a fire and I hear a bunch of zipping sounds to my right... so I curiously stop to take in the event of what I thought would be someone running back to their tent from a booty call. That was not the case. This would be one of our beloved harriets sticking just her head out of the bottom of her tent, zipping the tent shut around her neck, and proceeding to puke her guts out on her front porch! That by itself is amusing enough, but wait, there's more!! At this point, she unzips the door and starts crawling on all fours to try to get away from the puke that's in front of her tent. As she crawls over to start hugging on a nearby tree, I realize she's not wearing any pants. I being the good samaritan that I am, spend the next 30 minutes talking her back INTO her pants! You gotta love the irony of that! After getting her back into her pants, and back into her tent (ok so she rolled in the pile of puke a little... also a funny site getting into the tent) i head on in search of more beer. I mean come on, it's only 3!!
A couple beers/hours later, a few of us start in on a rendition of "If I'm up..... evvvvverrrrrrybodys' up!" at the top of our lungs! If you were there last year, you know what I'm talkin about!!

ps: fcuk this software... I've spent upwards of 2 hours trying to load a pic on this post and it just keeps telling me it's done but no pic shows up. WTF!?!?!?!

posted by Cptn S.A. Ho @ 3:19 PM, ,