Hares: Snow Plow, aided by the Sub-deputy to the Assistant Undersecretary of Hidious Hats (a.k.a. King Shit)
Where: Pints and Half-Pints
Big Rock: mmmmm.... McNally's Reserve
Click here for Photos!Bulgaria probably hasn't enjoyed the most peaceful and stable of existences, although being under the Ottoman Empire for 500 years and the old Soviet Union from 1946 to 1990 probably didn't help matters much.
It even ended up with a 6-year-old king of sorts during World War II, which might goes a ways in explaining how it came under Communist rule right after the war. It's hard to run a country when you're not far removed from working on potty training and trying to understand the Cyrillic alphabet, not that many do.
But every year on March 3, Bulgarians stop to observe Bulgaria's National Day, which celebrates the break from those fun-loving Ottomans in 1878 or 1908 or sometime or other.
Long live Bulgaria.
So Calgary hashers gathered on a mild early March evening to follow a trail laid in Cyrillic by Snowplow, the Bulgarian princess, with assistance from King Shit, who isn't Bulgarian but probably wishes he was.
The trail meandered from the bar on Edmonton Trail, along a ridge overlooking the lights of downtown Calgary and the Olympic flame — which was lit in memory of the four RCMP officers killed in Mayerthorpe in 2005 — and onto a beer-and-Bulgarian-treat regroup in a park.
After that, it was anybody's guess. The hares had no idea where the trail went, nor did the pack. But everyone somehow made it back to the bar before the clock struck midnight, figuratively speaking, of course.
It was a night to celebrate, both for Bulgaria and the changes that some hashers had recently experienced. For instance:
They vehemently denied rumours that they planned the nuptials to upstage the wedding reception and party the following night for Thunder Tits and Inspector Butt, who were married in December in Hawaii.
Snow Job even managed to convince his father to fly in from Fresno at the last minute, which was great. But then the poor guy watched in a combination of horror and amusement as his new daughter-in-law unexpectedly choked down a half-yard of beer for her 350th hash.
It was good times all around.
Hard to say.
Maybe it'll work if Bat Man shows up at the hash when Stevie Wonder
Viva Bulgaria, as they might say, even though it's not Cyrillic.
Duke of Hurl