Wankers in attendance:

Little Pink
Womb Service
Cockwork Orange
Just Liz
Just Amy
Mount'n Spread
Just Junko
Ima Luuuger
Deet Throat
Just Pam
Victor Victoria
Oral Escort
Just Maulik
Bush Straddler
and Out Of Order

Money was collected, water was handed out, hares were chosen (Cockwork Orange and Deet Throat) and Just Amy was nominated to give chalk talk.

Well, needless to say, it was mildly warm. We did pretty good waiting till about 7:15 to head(!) out, eliminating the chances that anyone would die of exposure and it was actually not too bad for June in Phoenix. We ran for about 200 yards and then promptly got lost at the first check...this was an ongoing theme for the rest of the night as A) we failed to mention in the chalk talk that a YBF or dead trail means go back to the last check, not any mark from here to the last check is now a check and B) Cockwork is used to hashing on the other side of the world where things are apparently done a bit differently and C) this may have been Deets virgin hare. Of course all these things may have been discussed if our new boot Just Amy hadn't shouted Luuuger down at chalk talk when he tried to help her flesh it out a bit (see, and you thought I wouldn't get the last word in. HA!) So in a word, this trail was challenging! We did end up finding trail (skipping over chunks when we would lose it all together). We also got some A/C love as our wily hares ran us through the mall. Apparently, we also failed to mention that checks lead to trails that go in any direction except the one you came
from as we missed a good section of mall trail when a boob check led us out of the mall into the parking garage and the trail came back in. Oh well.

Most of us managed to run the whole thing, cuming in at around 5 miles, but since Allofher Fist wasn't around to take the "Blood on trail" award, our newly returned Just Liz decided to step up and take the hit, literally. Finding ourselves heading toward the on-in in the dark on a 40 foot section of road with no sidewalk or bike lane, Liz stepped into a drainage hole(!) and promptly went face-first in the middle of Camelback with busy traffic. Luckily she only scraped a knee and her shoulder, rather than becoming road kill for some Scottsdale road-raging soccer mom eager to get home and kill, I mean feed the kids.

Went back to Zipps, gave the hares a ration of shit (two rations actually) and proceeded with the food and the beer.

Great turnout and lots of fun (between the muttering and cursing of course!).

Next Week: NEW START TIME!

In order to try and survive the heat, we will be meeting at 6:54 with hares away promptly at 7:15 until otherwise noted.

Also, in the spirit of fixin' things that ain't broke, I have decided to once again change the numbering system that no one cares about because it was the same one the full moon uses (can't have that!) and I am an anal freak show - buy tickets now...we sell out all the time!

The new numbering system tells you 3 things, what year of the hump it is, how many humps there have been that year, and how many humps total all time. So for next week - 2.15.41, that means it is the 2nd year of the hump, 15th hump of the year, and 41st hump for the life of the hump. We are hoping to take the whole thing worldwide in October and replace
that whole confusing B.C./A.D. thing.

The truth is this just makes it easier for me to check attendance for awards and such as I can now see that humper X has attended 10 humps total but only 3 this year. That darn humper x.

Also, this is your last chance to suggest locations for the next 3 months worth of Humps. Your Head(!)masters and mistress will have the new list completed by the end of the month! I have yet to receive one suggestion so there is a good chance your bar will make the cut!