What's in a name besides my whole digital identity?
Recently I joined the Hash House Harriers; they identify themselves as “drinkers with a running problem”. Personally, I think the group is a lot of fun and it’s become one of my favorite pastimes. You go to hashes, run the sometimes “hidden” trail with the pack and end up at a lovely bar where you pay $15 to drink and eat pizza for an indiscriminate amount of time. Seriously, it’s a lot of fun.
Last night, whilst chatting with the Hash crew, they were explaining to me the whole hash naming process. I am a long way from the naming process to be honest as I have only attended 3 thus far and none in
Joining a new group has me thinking a lot about groups I have joined in the past, I have belonged to a lot of social clubs. Some good, some bad. The bad ones I didn’t usually attend more than once or twice but the breakups with these groups became somewhat legendary at the time. At the age of 23 and 24, I was kicked out of two drinking clubs for being “too cute”. Interestingly enough, I started two rival clubs that ended up with a bit more success than the two I was kicked out of.
Someone warned me that hashing can be addictive. One of the reasons I have been actively seeking new groups is because I want to meet new people. In my 4 years in NYC, a majority of great friends have left the city, I need to replace them. Friends drop like flies here all the time, it makes me sad. If one of my regular crew left, I think the world would stop turning, and it would be a major catastrophe. But on the other hand without, Diddy, Juan, Joe, Marc, and Ali, I might actually be able to get a date. Just kidding.
For the past year, I have been a New York Blogger, known as feistyred. On my birthday party evite, it stated “
At a recent Last Call get together a couple of new bloggers showed up and we did the little dance of introducing ourselves as our blogs. When I meet new people, I try to purposely never bring up my blog name because if you google it you can find every username and profile as well as my blog. I especially don’t like boyfriends reading my blog; I make sure to never mention the words blog and feistyred to them ever. None of them found my blog last year, I did something right.
Upon further thought, it doesn’t really bother me if I never get a hash name (though it kind of sounds cool and is something of a huge right of passage) because I unfortunately am stuck with feistyred for life.
Labels: alice has no life, fun shit I do in my spare time, I like bloggers
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