Maple Street/Hash

I walked the Maple Street Loop this morning in 30:52, long enough to know it will be hotter than two motherfuckers at Tom Zaloudek's Hash run today, which, as he said, indeed did cross the eighth fairway of First Tee. I am almost drunk enough to write, "...ih was gray run, bess run years. I me, bueful. Jiss bueful," but am barely sober enough to not. There were forty people there. Everyone had blass, I me jiss big blass.