New Boots, New Names, Same Old VooDoo

Hooooooleeeey crap campers, did we have us a group last night! I, your friendly-ish local Pastor Bait-Her showed up a little before 6:30, and couldn’t believe my oh-so-beautiful eyes – early hashers! About 6 or 7 of them, all using NOST (New Orleans Substandard Time)! I know that we’re usually a little late to start in general, but 7:00 rolled around and we had amassed a group of about 50 soon-to-be drunkards. The only problem was that we had no hares. They finally showed up, but much to my chagrin, they had no beer hare. Poor, poor Pastor. Well, I … Continue ReadingNew Boots, New Names, Same Old VooDoo

VDH3 Red Skirt Run and NOH3 Red Dress Pre-Lube

This week, we’ve all been seeing red. The NOH3 Red Skirt Run on Monday.  RDR Expo at Ernst Cafe.  VooDoo Red Skirt Run on Thursday.  Red Dress Pre-Lube on Friday.  If you were anywhere near New Orleans’ French Quarter or the Marigny this week, then it is impossible that you haven’t seen people in red dresses.  This has been a record breaking marathon of debauchery, and we haven’t even climaxed yet. The crazy red drunks started coursing through the quarter on Monday night and the flow hasn’t ebbed yet.  We’ve run up and down Bourbon Street, we’ve criss-crossed through Frenchmen, … Continue ReadingVDH3 Red Skirt Run and NOH3 Red Dress Pre-Lube

VooDoo #92 — Hash Trash

Well, my harriers and harriettes, my socks and shoes are infused with dirt, and my left ankle is bleeding.  That’s right, it’s been another successful meeting of the VooDoo Hash House Harriers!!! Today we had a mystery hare… we wouldn’t find out what asshole was about to lead us astray until we got there.  This fellow decided to conceal his identity because he’s been a backslider who hasn’t attended a hash in about a year! No WONDER he was so ashamed to show his pathetic face!  Who was this puzzling persona, this questionable queer, this mysterious mortal?  It was Tandy … Continue ReadingVooDoo #92 — Hash Trash

VooDoo #91 – Hash Trash

Surf’s up dudes! This week we got a chance to extend our totally bodacious vocabulary to include all the wicked gnarly beach slang that all those radical Californians come up with all the time (which includes some of last week’s most tubular terms).  That’s because this week’s theme was “Life’s a Beach,” and it was suggested that we should wear swimsuits or other beach attire.  Most of us showed up in our usual running attire, which is totally LAAAAAAAMMMMEE.  In fact, the best costume was being sported by a VIRGIN, and she had a rockin’ beach bod and a killer … Continue ReadingVooDoo #91 – Hash Trash

VooDoo #90 – Hash Trash

Well boys and girls, yet another week has gone by without any sign of hash trash.  Your beloved and belated trash writer has struck again.  So for those of you who were sitting safely at home on Thursday, slurping cola and lounging in your hover chair, hoping to vicariously experience the hash through the warm glow of your intertubes, the joke’s on you! But just in case you were wondering, YES, there was a hash last week; YES, there is still a world outside your chair; and NO, the apocalypse is not upon us (yet).  Go outside and catch some … Continue ReadingVooDoo #90 – Hash Trash