The delectable Finger Me, being duly assisted by My Pint of View and his Master Circle Jerk chose the venue of the Hash Houuse (Gösser Bierinsel in the Prater that is) for Finger Me's virgin Hare run. Since there is not much that one could possibly do wrong in this area, it was a treat to see that unkown terrain had been covered even after all those years and I found it especially pleasant that the first part of that run was being set on a relatively small area. After crossing the main road near the Lusthaus, it was more a standard thing to get to the Prater Hauptallee and then back through lots and lots of mud and dung.
The pleasure was all ours when a tasty cake was presented and Bier Her, our famours waiter from the Hash House enjoyed a few Down Downs with us. If you ever can fit that trip into your calender, go down to the Gösser Bierinsel and enjoy the great food and the peoples friendlyness.
The menu - Fleischknödel mit Sauerkraut - was simply superb.
Hashing Life is a piece of cake?
Strange things happen!
And put this to a worthy ending with a theme for something really important:
The Wasserpark right next to the Floridsdorfer Brücke is a stonethrow away from the now well-known carpark 300 metres to the southeast on the Donauinsel so a suitable question could be asked - why set runs very often in the same evnironment? On the other hand, that is not overly important as long as there is cold beer available and it does not rain too hard during runs. Although, Hash runs in torrential rain can be very funny. There are lots of fond memories, also a few from the current Hashing year.
Anyhow, this run was an after rain affair and it was well done and there was a beer stop, featuring COLD BEER. Very appealing indeed. Yet, at the beer stop location alongside the Obere Alte Donau the Hares declared that they either ran out of flower or something must have happened as 95 percent of the runners present decided to take it easy and just walk back.
A laid back circle later when daylight disappeared rapidly it was on off to a traditional Gasthaus nearby.
The summer office, located at the Rathauspark in Viennas first district and opened annually during July and August is the place for the likeminded to spend the occasional and relaxed lunchbreak at. Over the years a loyal group of followers developed, and the comings and goings over the years now led to say goodbye to Lady Go Diver, who now works in the Pays Bas but promised to make it back occasionally. As you can tell by the pic, a small but merry group enjoyed that day. Farewell to Lady Go Diver and very best of luck to you!
Beggars Banquet, several decadeds later
Especially for all those who came to Vienna and left again, here is my personal musical wish to you. And try to find out who plays the saxophone at the very end of this song, you'll be surprised.
Not a real connection to last Mondays run from my part since I decided to tale a break, stay home and eat great Wurstfleckerln - you actually can do Hashruns every Monday and Sunday in your entire lifetime but what the heck? From what I heard My Sisters Glowing (aka Afterglow) seemed to have set a good one somewhere in the 13th district and it musta been all milk and honey later at the OnIn.
A real fixture of the Vindobonian Hashing year is the famed Swimming Pool run of No Mercy Mistress's house in the 22nd district, not far from Hirschstetten. The area itself is not that much exciting, yet after many years one knows that the highlight (heileit) certainly is the circle around and sometimes in the hosts swimming pool, do not even mention the sauna that came in Hash use all steamin' and cookin' two or three years ago.
A true landmark of these runs over the last few years was also that there was a guarantee of heavy thunderstorms and torrential rainfall. Much to my displeasure none of these happened last Monday (August 16 that was) but some really heavy rainfall preceded this run as you can see by the following picture of the Hirschstetten Badeteich with slightly high water:
Two gents washing away the blues
The run itself was at times really pleasant but the sheer sights and sounds of the nearby motorway A 23 for at least a kilometre quickly made me change my opinion and since no-one else is doing a write up about all this you will have to live with it. Lots and lots of runners cameth along, including Null Comma Josef, King Gook even (at the very end) and the Great Kuntini managed to master all of the course on his hot bike, dragging his father with him.
The swimming pool water looked a bit greenish to me, nonetheless just about everybody took a swim and three brave ones (Munk, Lady Godiver and myself) made it to the sauna and the usual huge and tasty B-B-Q finished everything off. Circle? What circle?
On Out.
Sun in the Night by Brand X, might explain hot sauna in the middle of the night.
English meaning of the lyrics:
Sun in the night
Everyone is together
Ascending into the heavens
Life is forever
Original Sanskrit lyrics see here (two variations, as being kindly provided by some kind people in India - hey I DO know someone over there!)
Since a likable chap passed through our nice city (Multiple Entry is his name) from Moscow on his way to his next destination n New Delhi there was no reason for 35 people to stay at home but much rather to make it out to the Votivkirche to take part in a classic one. Yours truly first got stuck in traffic and then I got stunned by mutiple roadworks and the result was me being 20 minutes late. Tuff. Union Jack pointed the way for me and after lots of problems to find the remaining flower marks, all the way through the 9th district, passing by the Piaristenkirche, crossing over the Donaukanal and finally ending up in the Augarten, I was most pleased to see that Hash Cash had been forced to sponsor a Beer Stop in the Bunkerei. After a longish stop Sex.O-Phone, Munk and I stayed on for an extra Seidl so we had to make our way back across the 2nd district and up to the Votivkirche again.
The circle had a special feature with a naming for Just Fran who started to run with this Hash Chapter in 1982 and then stopped for a long time. For your pleasure (?) I include the official naming announcement by the delectable Religious Advisor Richard Kopf.
(Quote)
[ the full story and AUTHORISED SPELLING have to be stated so that the
owner of the newly-named hash handle can keep this dirge as a
certificate for all of her posterior :-) ]
HEAR YE HEAR YE HEAR YE
It is hereby announced:
Be it known to All Hashers - and in particular LORD Glo-Balls (cos it is he
who records these things and makes it official - watch the official spellings, lgb!).
On the occasion of the Run No.1479 at Votivkirche (Hare: Multiple Entry - can't we get rid of him ??!!!),
there was a Naming ceremony for:
The Hasher Known Up Till Then as .............. Just Fran
In a full VH3 traditional ceremony,
was awarded the Hash Name: ............... ... GLORY DAZE
Explanation (!?eh?):
perhaps due to the fine weather (gee thanx ra) in the circle, the Vindobonese
went for their third (!) naming in succesive runs (sorry, insignificant fool muhn runs do not count!)
Fran is one of the original hashers of Vindobona, going right back to ze early years. [Aside: how cum she looks so fresh beside these worn-out hobos of yester year - you know, those 1000 no-lifers]
Anyway, no-lifer "Cardinal" Munk came up with the suggestion that those early times at Vindobona were indeed the "glory days" (can i hear bruce strumming in the background?), but the spelling of the second word should reflect his observation of Fran's oblique, slightly confused way of looking at him. And he wonders why...? :-)
As the other suggestions for a name were ven more obscure, Munk'S proposal was carried by the usual hashocratic procedure (eh?!)
... She was not worthy ...
Ceremony (in VH3 tradition carried out by guest ra Multiple Entry): Flour, Beer; Flour, Beer; Flour , more beer ! ! ......
(disgusting sight)....
Signed on behalf of the Naming Committee:
Lady Go Diva (in absentia)
Marry Me (in absinthe)
Septic WYank (still on vacation?)
Freiherr von fickkopf
Mindphuck (where she?)
Seedy CD Canada Dry (who he?)
Multiple Who (delhi or is it deli bound)
ON ON
(Unquote)
Not much left to say but to include a fitting song for all this. Led Zeppelin of course.
The Floridsdorfer Brücke and that part of the Donauinsel seem to have a charm of their own since this must be the third or fourth run in this area that we had over the last six months. Despite being a little critical about that choice I have to give the Hares credit for trying to come up with a new part all the way through a Schrebergartensiedlung that could remind one a bit of Smurfland. On our way across the Floridsdorfer Spitz there was an interesting looking job agency with a slogan like Ready, set, work.
The thing in my right hand is a slidewhistle
There is not very much to report than the fact that I had a nice chap with newboot Just Karim who gt awarded a Down Down in most classic teabag fashion afterwards. Shoes and such, you know? The way back on the Donauinsel towards the carpark needs no further mentioning, since, well, we have been there every many times before.
And even more credit goes to the Hares for providing COLD BEER! Truly remarkable. Thanks for having me.
On Out.
You must have heard about the Comedian Harmonists. Or at least some of you. This is musical history, folks!
