Run #1729 TJ Hooker Fuck Off Run

My money is on ‘Sacred’ because he has a cool mustache, could probably grow a Jesus-looking beard, and he lived in Colorado, a state that has the most 14,000-foot mountain peaks in ‘Merica.

 

 

The Saigon Hash House Harriers gathered on a patch of sorta-remote, but sacred, ground in the Thu Thiem area of Ho Chi Minh City. It was sorta remote because it was only a few hundred meters from Dong Khoi Street in D1, but it was on the other side of the Saigon River and in the middle of nowhere. It was sacred ground because the only building near the A point where the run started was a church. If memory serves, it’s one of the oldest churches in Saigon.

So, there you go. Old, Remote, and Sacred…. sounds like some Hashers I know (at least the old and remote part).

Hash Run #1729 was in celebration of a Hasher who is neither old or remote and we have to wait a couple hundred years to find out if he is, was, or will be sacred. My money is on ‘Sacred’ because he has a cool mustache, could probably grow a Jesus-looking beard, and he lived in Colorado, a state that has the most 14,000-foot mountain peaks in ‘Merica. His name is TJ Hooker and in a few months, he is pissing off to Kaohsiung Taiwan with the Missus who recently got a new job there. Like in Saigon, TJ will be an online troll spreading fake news on the internet while the wife, Chrissy, teaches and earns money for the family’s bread and beer. Safe travels and happiness to TJ and Chrissy.

TJ Hooker on ice for the last time he's with Saigon Hash

Hash Note:  TJ will be spreading ‘higher level’ fake news due to his arduous and recent study of advanced computer science with a program run by some online trolls from Australia.

 

The F**k Off Hash for TJ Hooker was a good one. The Hares Three Shitty Tits and Lubprick set a route that meandered in and out of lanes, hems, and streets of Thu Thiem, An Phu, Sala, and other parts of what used to be D2. There was a beer stop for both the runners and the walkers. The only downside was that many of the marks on the route had been washed out by the rain. It was an ‘A’ to ‘B’ route and the two locations were quite far apart.  The ‘B’ finish was supposed to be at a wonderful Filipino BBQ joint which, sadly, recently closed down. The scribe was looking forward to some San Miguel beers and BBQ chicken.

Spot of the Circle we decided to bake TJ Hooker a Fuck Off cake to celebrate his last run in Saigon. There were also shirts handed out to make sure everyone knew he got lost on the trail again.

Instead, the Hares organized an On On at a goat restaurant. One can never go wrong at a goat restaurant. They generally serve yummy shrimp crackers and just one dish…. goat.  If you’re lucky, you can get some rau muong xa toi (morning glory with garlic) to go with it all. Moreover, if you can eat goat and rau muong and still be alive the following day, it means you’ll probably live to be 99 or so.

Thanks for a great Hash run Three Shitty Tits, Lubprick, and No Loan For You. Next week, we venture off to the wilds of Binh Duong.

On On
Tootsie Robinson
Cherry Ho

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