Tex-Mex
Thursday morning, we headed for El Paso and the hashing weekend known as Tex-Mex, a weekend that some consider the best in Texas. Unlike everyone else I know who were in attendance and who flew, I drove. Fort those of you who don’t know, the drive from Austin to El Paso is a long flat boring one. At least I had some good companions for this trip, Rainblo Not So Bright, All Shaft No Head and High Beams. So at least I knew that the journey would be quite the experience. We had a great drive on the way there, sang hash songs, drank beer, watched movies, it was great.
Before we knew it, we were in El Paso and heading for the Mesa Inn. When we arrived, there were some hashers standing outside, UPS, Dust Balls and someone else. We jumped out and started speaking with them, as we were talking Brownie walks up, he was coming from 7-11. We checked in, Up till this point I did not have any idea on where I would stay, but at the last minute I asked Rainblo if I could split his room, he said sure. We unloaded or gear and we were off to go find food, everyone else was preparing for the pub crawl, but we felt dinner would be a better idea.
After a few misadventures while trying to find a place, we returned to the hotel in time for circle. The circle was a pretty good one, but it was kind of short, I think everyone was eager to get to socializing, hot tubbing and three man. After circle, I met some new people, was reintroduced to someone I had met before (Wetspot), but she forgot who I was (hashers and their drinking, always killing brain cells). As the night wore on, my new friends took me to several different people’s room to play three man and asshole. I do not know how late we were up that night, but I do no that it was night number 1 of me not spending it in my room.
Friday started off pretty bad, I had to find Rainblo so I could get our room key (the Mesa Inn only allows one key per room). I finally find him, so at this point I am ready to shower and change. Afterwards, i find my new friends and head over to some place for breakfast (most likely Jack In the Box). After breakfast, I decided I needed a nap, so it was off to bed. I pretty much spent the majority of Friday afternoon in bed, had to pace myself in order to make it through the weekend.
Friday night was the kilt themed pub run, it was really cool, my first time to wear a kilt. We went to some pretty good bars, by the time it was time to go to the hotel, we caught a ride back with I am not for sure who, but I believe Trifagdar. Once we got back, it was time for more three man and yet another night of not being able to find my room.
Saturday we had breakfast and then the group headed to the border to go hash in Mexico. This was a great experience, I have never crossed the border at a border town, had always flown into Mexico. The hash itself was really neat and took us to some interesting places. They did say we needed to stick together, as luck would have it, I would get separated at a crazy intersection from the group I was running with. I was only alone for about 20 minutes, but it was still enough to bother me. I met up with people shortly before the first beer check. At the second beer check the majority of the pack was together. So I pull out the dice and three man went international. This would be the trend for the rest of the day we would stop and I would pull out the dice. During the part of trail from the second beer check to the third, I was given the opportunity to hang out with Late Night Drive Thru, it was pretty cool to finally get to talk to her after reading her blog for the last few months. On the way from the last beer check the was a hash mark labeling look, it was an adult store. Hashers are standing there gawking, I was like open the door and go in, next thing you know there are like 40 hashers shopping in this store.
As we were getting close to the border, we came to the last liquor store, of course everyone is going in and shopping. I buy some beer for the walk back, probably not the brightest idea, but hey what are you going to do. Somehow Wetspot and I end up as DFL’s, as we were crossing the border, I had the bright idea to have a beer check over the border, of course no one else was around so it was just me and WS. I think this was a pretty fun idea, again not smart but fun. Across the border and back in to the US, we catch up to the pack just in time for circle. I made the RA drink for having said earlier he had to stop drinking so that he would be sober enough to RA. After we finished circle, we headed back to the motel and I went off to nap for a bit before the biker party.
The biker party was okay, I didn’t stay too long. I didn’t really like the band too much. Made many trips to Brownie’s room for jager shots, after a while I began to get Shitty drunk. At this point, my friends cut me off, of course I don’t argue because I can see how shitty I am. At some point we end up at Kings X a bar a couple of blocks down the street, my friends are drinking and I am having water. @ss Gagger decided it is probably best for me to leave so that everyone else could have a good time and not worry about me, so we head back t the motel with a brief stop at Jack in the Box (thanks Jeni).
Sunday, I of course wake up in someone else’s room, yet again. A good deal of us decide against doing trail today and decide instead to go watch the Steelers game at Kings X. This bar was full of Steeler fans, it was a crazy insane experience. After the game some of us decide to walk with cooler to a strip club, it was WS’ birthday and she had never been. It was also another hashers bday, I don’t recall his name, Stud something. When we get to the strip club we find out they don’t open for another hour (actually two), so what do we do, I pull out the dice and we play three man homeless style. This was a blast, up until the police were called. we explained what we were doing there, and by this time we had put away our drinks. The cops were really cool and even gave some of the hashers a ride back to the motel. WS, some other girl and I hang out to wait for the club to open. We eventually get tired of waiting and head back to the motel. I decide it is nap time, so back to bed. Sunday night has no real itinerary, so when i wake up, I pretty much go visit in different peoples rooms. I ended up with a group of Colorado hashers, I am so bad with names ... sorry. One guy was Donnie the Retard, along with the CO hashers are WS and Liquor Hard. We stand around listening to bad 80’s music for several hours while playing games and being spazs. These great people from CO taught me something very useful, Gatorbeer, Gatorade and Beer. This could quite possibly be the best thing ever. At around 2, I start getting antsy. I ask them if there music player is portable, they say yes. So we were off to start a new hash, one that involved bad music (Hall and Oates), two involved drunken hashers let loose to disturb the other hashers while they slept or hot tubbed. We pretty much went through the different buildings playing and singing music. Along the way we picked up 69 virgins and a Operation Lost something (damn memory). We circled up in the CO hashers room. We all decided this tradition had to continue at all future hash weekends. We haven’t named the hash yet, so any ideas? The next running will be Texas Interhash.
The next stop would be the hot tun, where Follow the Bleeder, WS and I discussed what the next playlist should be for this hash.
Monday was pretty frantic, wake up with about 30 minutes to find the room key, pack and get my gear loaded. I was able to get it done with time left to spare to say bye to all the great people I met over the weekend.
I have left out quite a bit, damn foggy memory. Sorry to everyone's names I left or screwed up.
Before we knew it, we were in El Paso and heading for the Mesa Inn. When we arrived, there were some hashers standing outside, UPS, Dust Balls and someone else. We jumped out and started speaking with them, as we were talking Brownie walks up, he was coming from 7-11. We checked in, Up till this point I did not have any idea on where I would stay, but at the last minute I asked Rainblo if I could split his room, he said sure. We unloaded or gear and we were off to go find food, everyone else was preparing for the pub crawl, but we felt dinner would be a better idea.
After a few misadventures while trying to find a place, we returned to the hotel in time for circle. The circle was a pretty good one, but it was kind of short, I think everyone was eager to get to socializing, hot tubbing and three man. After circle, I met some new people, was reintroduced to someone I had met before (Wetspot), but she forgot who I was (hashers and their drinking, always killing brain cells). As the night wore on, my new friends took me to several different people’s room to play three man and asshole. I do not know how late we were up that night, but I do no that it was night number 1 of me not spending it in my room.
Friday started off pretty bad, I had to find Rainblo so I could get our room key (the Mesa Inn only allows one key per room). I finally find him, so at this point I am ready to shower and change. Afterwards, i find my new friends and head over to some place for breakfast (most likely Jack In the Box). After breakfast, I decided I needed a nap, so it was off to bed. I pretty much spent the majority of Friday afternoon in bed, had to pace myself in order to make it through the weekend.
Friday night was the kilt themed pub run, it was really cool, my first time to wear a kilt. We went to some pretty good bars, by the time it was time to go to the hotel, we caught a ride back with I am not for sure who, but I believe Trifagdar. Once we got back, it was time for more three man and yet another night of not being able to find my room.
Saturday we had breakfast and then the group headed to the border to go hash in Mexico. This was a great experience, I have never crossed the border at a border town, had always flown into Mexico. The hash itself was really neat and took us to some interesting places. They did say we needed to stick together, as luck would have it, I would get separated at a crazy intersection from the group I was running with. I was only alone for about 20 minutes, but it was still enough to bother me. I met up with people shortly before the first beer check. At the second beer check the majority of the pack was together. So I pull out the dice and three man went international. This would be the trend for the rest of the day we would stop and I would pull out the dice. During the part of trail from the second beer check to the third, I was given the opportunity to hang out with Late Night Drive Thru, it was pretty cool to finally get to talk to her after reading her blog for the last few months. On the way from the last beer check the was a hash mark labeling look, it was an adult store. Hashers are standing there gawking, I was like open the door and go in, next thing you know there are like 40 hashers shopping in this store.
As we were getting close to the border, we came to the last liquor store, of course everyone is going in and shopping. I buy some beer for the walk back, probably not the brightest idea, but hey what are you going to do. Somehow Wetspot and I end up as DFL’s, as we were crossing the border, I had the bright idea to have a beer check over the border, of course no one else was around so it was just me and WS. I think this was a pretty fun idea, again not smart but fun. Across the border and back in to the US, we catch up to the pack just in time for circle. I made the RA drink for having said earlier he had to stop drinking so that he would be sober enough to RA. After we finished circle, we headed back to the motel and I went off to nap for a bit before the biker party.
The biker party was okay, I didn’t stay too long. I didn’t really like the band too much. Made many trips to Brownie’s room for jager shots, after a while I began to get Shitty drunk. At this point, my friends cut me off, of course I don’t argue because I can see how shitty I am. At some point we end up at Kings X a bar a couple of blocks down the street, my friends are drinking and I am having water. @ss Gagger decided it is probably best for me to leave so that everyone else could have a good time and not worry about me, so we head back t the motel with a brief stop at Jack in the Box (thanks Jeni).
Sunday, I of course wake up in someone else’s room, yet again. A good deal of us decide against doing trail today and decide instead to go watch the Steelers game at Kings X. This bar was full of Steeler fans, it was a crazy insane experience. After the game some of us decide to walk with cooler to a strip club, it was WS’ birthday and she had never been. It was also another hashers bday, I don’t recall his name, Stud something. When we get to the strip club we find out they don’t open for another hour (actually two), so what do we do, I pull out the dice and we play three man homeless style. This was a blast, up until the police were called. we explained what we were doing there, and by this time we had put away our drinks. The cops were really cool and even gave some of the hashers a ride back to the motel. WS, some other girl and I hang out to wait for the club to open. We eventually get tired of waiting and head back to the motel. I decide it is nap time, so back to bed. Sunday night has no real itinerary, so when i wake up, I pretty much go visit in different peoples rooms. I ended up with a group of Colorado hashers, I am so bad with names ... sorry. One guy was Donnie the Retard, along with the CO hashers are WS and Liquor Hard. We stand around listening to bad 80’s music for several hours while playing games and being spazs. These great people from CO taught me something very useful, Gatorbeer, Gatorade and Beer. This could quite possibly be the best thing ever. At around 2, I start getting antsy. I ask them if there music player is portable, they say yes. So we were off to start a new hash, one that involved bad music (Hall and Oates), two involved drunken hashers let loose to disturb the other hashers while they slept or hot tubbed. We pretty much went through the different buildings playing and singing music. Along the way we picked up 69 virgins and a Operation Lost something (damn memory). We circled up in the CO hashers room. We all decided this tradition had to continue at all future hash weekends. We haven’t named the hash yet, so any ideas? The next running will be Texas Interhash.
The next stop would be the hot tun, where Follow the Bleeder, WS and I discussed what the next playlist should be for this hash.
Monday was pretty frantic, wake up with about 30 minutes to find the room key, pack and get my gear loaded. I was able to get it done with time left to spare to say bye to all the great people I met over the weekend.
I have left out quite a bit, damn foggy memory. Sorry to everyone's names I left or screwed up.
posted by dayoldfish at 9:57 AM
11 Comments:
Sounds awesome. Imagine how fucking awesome it would have been if I had actually made it there!!
Sounds like it was a blast, and why didn’t you make it there Jes?
Karma, I guess. I made it to the airport, then wrecked my jeep. Saw my plane fly directly over the scene of the accident.
Crapola, just read about it in your blog. Sucks, and not in the good way.
@ggie Gagger warned me about it, so I never drank it. Although later in the weekend, I pissed in Brownie's, I wanred him as he took a drink, he still drank it.
Did he mention what I did to his toothbrush
I love how you change the story. They sure do have strong beer at King's X, don't they! HAHAHA!
I threw out that toothbrush immediately, FYI.
Good to meet you Fish. Tex Mex was awesome. You should have joined me at the impromtu beer check the night of the kilt-pub crawl. I had the opportunity to drink with the Broder Patrol - and they were buying! All's it took was a flash of the kilt's contents and a climb over the fence at Sunset. J'Ho, BBS and another hasher who's name I kept forgetting joined me later as they thought we were all hashers - oops! That night put me flat on my face, literally. Good times all weekend. The asshole trail damn near killed me but now I have the shirt. FYI, you didn't look THAT ripped at Kings X, just pleasantly smashed.
Great meeting you and reliving my childhood singing all those 80s songs in the hot tub.
@ss gagger - Face Down has your dice. He picked them up after we finished game # who knows that evening.
Face Down and Spread 'Em from the El Paso hash?
What does BH stand for?
Yep, the same Face Down.
BH = Boulder Holder.
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