The Revolution VIII
Wow! Finally finished up with The Revolution VIII. This year's crowd seemed to be bigger than past years. I suppose that's probably due to the fact that more of you came out this year than before.
I'm still crunching the numbers but I believe we ate and drank right on schedule. In other words, there was very little left over, and for those of you who shared the weekend with us, allow me to offer up the following statistics:
132 hashers in attendance
3900 lbs of beer was consumed
36 chickens gave their lives for Friday night's dinner
600 chickens never had the opportunity as they were consumed at breakfast in your omelets, French toast, and such
8 hogs sacrificed their shoulders (I'm picturing a bunch of hogs running around with surgical dressing where their shoulders should be) for dinner Saturday night (16 Boston Butts)
I'd like to thank the following:
First and foremost, my darling wife Pigs in Spaaaaaace! Whose masterful operation of "Piggy's Galley" ensured that no one went away hungry.
Preparation H, Cinderfella, and Mr. Microbone without whom the site would never be ready to host this event. All winter long, these intrepid souls toil cutting and stacking firewood, maintaining the grounds, digging out-houses, and heaps of other physically taxing jobs.
Watergate for coming down early and staying late to help with the myriad of tasks that need tending during the execution phase of the event, specifically helping Piggy in the galley all weekend. (This is a particularly noteworthy contribution when you consider this is not a "domestic woman" that we're talking about.)
Finally, all of those hashers who showed up. Without you guys, it would have been 5 or 6 guys sitting around the woods with 24 kegs of beer (which would be the subject of another topic all together...)
On-On to next Year!
Gopher
I'm still crunching the numbers but I believe we ate and drank right on schedule. In other words, there was very little left over, and for those of you who shared the weekend with us, allow me to offer up the following statistics:
132 hashers in attendance
3900 lbs of beer was consumed
36 chickens gave their lives for Friday night's dinner
600 chickens never had the opportunity as they were consumed at breakfast in your omelets, French toast, and such
8 hogs sacrificed their shoulders (I'm picturing a bunch of hogs running around with surgical dressing where their shoulders should be) for dinner Saturday night (16 Boston Butts)
I'd like to thank the following:
First and foremost, my darling wife Pigs in Spaaaaaace! Whose masterful operation of "Piggy's Galley" ensured that no one went away hungry.
Preparation H, Cinderfella, and Mr. Microbone without whom the site would never be ready to host this event. All winter long, these intrepid souls toil cutting and stacking firewood, maintaining the grounds, digging out-houses, and heaps of other physically taxing jobs.
Watergate for coming down early and staying late to help with the myriad of tasks that need tending during the execution phase of the event, specifically helping Piggy in the galley all weekend. (This is a particularly noteworthy contribution when you consider this is not a "domestic woman" that we're talking about.)
Finally, all of those hashers who showed up. Without you guys, it would have been 5 or 6 guys sitting around the woods with 24 kegs of beer (which would be the subject of another topic all together...)
On-On to next Year!
Gopher
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