Finding a better way to fill the hours…

So, there comes a time when enough is enough.  I’ve more or less been on a six month drunk.  And I’ve noticed that my brain is turning to mush.  So it’s time to scale it back a notch or two I suppose.

Tonight I rested my liver and my body.  Walked a roundabout way home from work and managed to log 11,000+ steps.  Straightened up the house in preparation for the housekeeper’s bi-weekly visit tomorrow (I still have my pride!).  Then I took a nap.

I’ve got access to HBOGo now and season 6 of Game of Thrones is available.  When I left the USA  a year and a half ago now I think I was somewhere in the middle of season 5.  Or was it 4?  Told you my brain was mush.  Anyway, I just decided to re-watch the whole damn thing.  So season 1, episode 1 is now in the books.

Hell, this ought to keep me out of the bars some.

A memorable weekend

It was a long weekend, but a good one.  Good enough anyway.

Friday evening found me at Sin Bin Sports Pub for a darts tourney.  I don’t usually play Sin Bin for a variety of reasons.  Primarily that it starts late and if you are winning, finishes late.  I made an exception because on old dart buddy, mentor, and former Seoul International Dart League President is in town.  He’s big time into darts back in the states, even has earned a pro card.

And Friday night I beat him.  He professes to read the blog, so let me say it again.  I beat Mike “Petro” Petrocelli.  Alright, it was doubles and my partner was probably stronger than his.  But still.  Took home W30,000 for a second place finish.  Stumbled home with my winnings at 0130 feeling no pain.

Except for the pain that comes from sitting on my new Galaxy J7 phone and breaking the screen.

A broke phone to go with a broken heart. Some guys have all the luck...

A broke phone to go with a broken heart. Some guys have all the luck…

So, I got up Saturday morning and set about my chores.  Popped a chicken in the crockpot but added some melted butter to the recipe.  Basting worked much better than rubbing the spices and seasonings on the bird.  At least it came out a lot more moist and juicy this time.

It was literally falling off the bone when I pulled it out of the slow cooker...Tasty!

It was literally falling off the bone when I pulled it out of the slow cooker 8 hours later…. Tasty!

So, I had my old phone as a backup fortunately.  But rather than Namsan, I trekked into the Yongsan Electronics District to score a repair.  I was told I could get it done on the 8th floor of the I-Park mall.  After climbing the escalators all those flights I was advised that none of the booths with every type of phone and accessory imaginable did Galaxy repairs. I was told I’d have to get it done “on the street.”

Alrighty, to the street I went.  I wandered about till I reached an alley that was phone-centric.  Where I was informed in broken English that I’d have to go to the Samsung SVC center.  I asked for directions and got a series of hand gestures, “Family Mart” and “second floor.”  Amazingly enough I somehow managed to find the place.  Above a CU store, but still…

After a short wait I was sent to a technician.  He asked if I spoke Korean to which I could only respond “anio”.  So he advised me the repair would be “very expensive”.  And that it couldn’t be completed until Monday at 2:00 p.m.  I asked how expensive and he said W55,000.  Which was less expensive than I expected.

I left my phone and hoofed it back home along the Han River.  I had to hustle because I had big plans for the afternoon.  Choonae was celebrating her birthday with a cookout on the back deck of Shenanigans.  In her sweetest voice she had asked if I could bring my meat.  How could I refuse?

The birthday girl...

The birthday girl…

Steaks and brats is the meat I brought...Heh, I brought the brats I bought...

Steaks and brats is the meat I brought…Heh, I brought the brats I bought…

...and threw them on the grill just like I knew what I was doing...

…and threw them on the grill just like I knew what I was doing…

I brought along some shrimp as an appetizer as well...

I brought along some shrimp as an appetizer as well…

We served every thing cut up in bite size morsels. Made it easier for all concerned...

We served every thing cut up in bite size morsels. Made it easier for all concerned…

Brian (Shenanigans owner) and I toasting Choonae in honor of her XX birthday. She's older than she looks and that's all I'm saying...

Brian (Shenanigans owner) and I toasting Choonae in honor of her XX birthday. She’s older than she looks and that’s all I’m saying…

Ain't she sweet? She said on Facebook I'm her best male friend...gotta love the friend zone...

Ain’t she sweet? She said on Facebook I’m her best male friend…gotta love the friend zone…

Some of the happy guests...

Some of the happy guests…

Group shot...

Group shot…

I left the party around 7:00 and headed over to Dolce Vita for another darts tourney hosted by Petro.  You know, the guy with the pro card I mentioned above.  He professes to read my blog so I find it only fair that I mention how I beat him. Again.  Now granted, it was doubles and my partner was arguably stronger than his.  But still.  Took home 3rd Place money.

Finished the night with my nephew Justin at the new Debut bar.  It’s an expensive place to visit when you are drunk.  Hopefully I’ve learned that lesson by now.

I woke up Sunday morning feeling a little worse for the wear.  But I needed to get my weekend Namsan hike out of the way.  As I passed through Itaewon, I notice a new restaurant has opened in the former location of a bar called Rock n Roll I used to frequent way back in my early days here…

There's a new BBQ joint in town. We'll have to give it a try Kevin Kim. We are a couple of big boys...

There’s a new BBQ joint in town. We’ll have to give it a try Kevin Kim. We are a couple of big boys…

I took a new approach this time. These stairs lead up and around the Hyatt Hotel...

I took a new approach this time. These stairs lead up and around the Hyatt Hotel…

The view from the top...

The view from the top…

So, I took the path up to the road, and followed the road around to wear it leads to the stairs to the top.  I had good intentions of climbing them, but I wimped up.  I was just feeling rough and not energetic.  Next week for sure!  I settled for 20,000 less difficult steps.

Made it an early night last night and woke up feeling much better today.  Did some more laundry and popped a pork roast in the crockpot.  Left the house a little after 10:00.  First stop was paying my gas bill.  Not going through having it shut off again!  Then I hoofed it to the base and picked up some shorts and t-shirts in the PX.  Nothing seems to fit me these days (in a good way).

So, I was bound and determined to figure out where I went wrong when I got lost on last Sunday’s hike.  I followed the river from the opposite side and discovered where I had made the wrong turn.  I won’t make that mistake again.  Since I still had over an hour until I could pick up my phone I just kept on walking.

It's always nice to see someone has their ducks in a row...

It’s always nice to see someone has their ducks in a row…

I didn't see this creature sneaking up behind me until it was too late. Luckily, one taste and he spit me back out...

I didn’t see this creature sneaking up behind me until it was too late. Luckily, one taste and he spit me back out…

Spigot or faucet? Either way, I've got to hand it to you...

Spigot or faucet? Either way, I’ve got to hand it to you…

I made it to the National Assembly building intentionally this time...

I made it to the National Assembly building intentionally this time…

A better perspective from the bridge on the way back...

A better perspective from the bridge on the way back…

By far the farthest bridge I've ventured too thus far. Far and away.

By far the farthest bridge I’ve ventured to thus far. Far and away.

The river looks about the same from all the bridges though...

The river looks about the same from all the bridges though…

Made it back to the Samsung SVC place at 2:30 and picked up my phone without any hassle.  Made it home four and a half hours after I left.  Around 31,000 steps all told. (had to add the steps from two different phones).

Lost one pound this week, but I’m motivated to reach my goal!

And tonight we have a dart league playoff match.  In fact, I should be in the shower now and getting my ass over to Shenanigans to do some warm-up work.

Hope your weekend was memorable too.

In remembrance

Here dead we lie
Because we did not choose
To live and shame the land
From which we sprung.

Life, to be sure,
Is nothing much to lose,
But young men think it is,
And we were young.

–Alfred Edward Housman

My great uncle Frank is the only family member I'm aware of who gave his life in the service of our nation.  So I honor him today.

My great uncle Frank is the only family member I’m aware of who gave his life in the service of our nation. So I honor him today.

Korean War memorial--Washington, DC.

Korean War memorial–Washington, DC.

Closing a door

Today I gave my departed wife the last installment on the promised six month support after our split.  I sent her a message telling her the money was in her account.  I told her I would never understand why she turned her back on a life we promised to share. I wished her well in her quest for happiness.  She responded thank you and good luck.  And that was that.

I’ve enlisted the support of my kids in South Carolina to assist in liquidating the contents of the house I bought, remodeled, and furnished for Jee Yeun in Columbia.  And then the house itself will go on the market and I’ll take the first reasonable offer I receive for it.  Fact of the matter is I have no desire to return to the USA to live, and even if I did I couldn’t bear to live in a house full of sad memories.

At this stage of my life I do not want to be encumbered with material things nor the baggage of the past.  That’s about as close to freedom as it gets I suppose.

What next?  Well, unless I fuck up massively I expect to work until June 2017.  My goal is to have a year’s worth of my pension salary in the bank by then.  In addition to whatever I recover from my ill-advised decision to pay cash for that fucking house.

And then what will I do?  No idea really.  I’d say the Philippines is a definite possibility.  Old time readers will recall that was where I was going to retire in 2010.  And then I met Jee Yeun and she convinced me that she was a better option.  Now six years later I’m back where I started.  Older but likely not much wiser.  Certainly more cynical, bitter and lonely though.  So there’s that.

Things can change.  I’ve just got to get my mind around how to go about changing them.

Tears for Bridget Werner

I lost a close friend yesterday.  Bridget died during the night, apparently of a heart attack. I’m not sure of her exact age, but I’d reckon it was late 40s.  Far too young to leave us, that’s for sure.  Left behind are her husband Chris, two grown children, her middle school aged son Christopher (or Fooey as she affectionately referred to him) and a grandchild.  As well as many, many friends all over the world.

As a military veteran and a military spouse Bridget had lived and traveled pretty much everywhere.  And everywhere she went she made many friends.  Her last stop on Earth was Columbia, SC.  During my trip there last Thanksgiving we had the chance to get together, throw darts, tell jokes, and catch up  on new events and reminisce about some old ones.  This photo was taken on the last day we'd ever be together.

As a military veteran and a military spouse Bridget had lived and traveled pretty much everywhere. And everywhere she went she made many friends. Her last stop on Earth was Columbia, SC. During my trip there last Thanksgiving we had the chance to get together, throw darts, tell jokes, and catch up on new events and reminisce about some old ones. This photo was taken on the last day we’d ever be together.

I met Bridget and Chris here in Korea around 2008 or so.  Something just clicked for us I guess.  She was such a unique person with a wicked sense of humor.  Real, nothing fake about her.  She was kind and generous and also full of piss and vinegar.  Always fun to be around someone like that–you never knew what was coming next.  I don’t let many people get too close to me, and Bridget was one of them.  Which makes it especially hard to see her go.

She was big time into darts of course, which gave us plenty of opportunity to spend time together.  Hmm, that's the ill-fated Jeremy.  One dead, one in jail, and one wondering what the hell is going on

She was big time into darts of course, which gave us plenty of opportunity to spend time together. Hmm, that’s the ill-fated Jeremy. One dead, one in jail, and one wondering what the hell is going on.

Bridget’s favorite exclamation was “What the balls!” which she freely used in just about any and all situations.

Bridget captained our dart league team, and in her honor we named ourselves "What the Bulls?".  We won the league championship that season.

Bridget captained our dart league team, and in her honor we named ourselves “What the Bulls?”. We won the league championship that season.

And while we were all in Korea we did a bit of traveling.

Here we are at the West Sea.

Here we are at the West Sea.

I retired and moved to South Carolina.  Shortly thereafter, Chris was transferred to Savannah, Georgia which afforded us the opportunity for some weekend get togethers, here or there.  I came back to Korea, and the Werner’s eventually set down in Columbia.  I told her stalking doesn’t work if you wait until I’m gone.

Chris and Bridget.  She surely did love that man...

Chris and Bridget. She surely did love that man…

This joke fit Bridget to a T.  She laughed when I posted it on Facebook and tagged her...

This joke fit Bridget to a T. She laughed when I posted it on Facebook and tagged her…

Well, you had to know her I guess.  And you can be sorry you missed the opportunity.  I will never forget her, I know that much.

Here's hoping there's a well-lit board wherever you may be in infinity...

Here’s hoping there’s a well-lit board wherever you may be in infinity…

What the balls!

I have a new fan…

…and I think she’s gonna blow me tonight!

It's the best I can do.  Apparently.

It’s the best I can do. Apparently.

I’m attending a friend’s birthday barbecue bash on Saturday.  I said I’d bring the meat.  She said “for 30?”

No problem!

No problem!

All humor aside, I’m having one of those nights.  This song didn’t help

“Now your telling me you’re not nostalgic
then give me another word for it
you who are so good with words
and at keeping things vague.

Cause I need some of that vagueness now
its all come back to clearly
Yes, I loved you dearly
And if you’re offering me diamonds and rust
I’ve already paid.”

Goodnight.  Tomorrow is another day…

Too much of a good thing?

I woke up rested and motivated this morning.  My mission: exceed the 25,000 step threshold no matter how long it took.

Now granted, walking the Han river is much easier than climbing up and down Nam mountain.  Namsan is a better work out I suppose, but measured in steps, not so much.

So I set about my task this morning planning to push myself down (up?) the river for at least an hour and half and of necessity I’d have to walk back that far to get home.

Made it to Yoeuido on the outbound…

The 63 Building on my approach from the opposite of the river...

The 63 Building on my approach from the opposite of the river…

And from the bridge leading to the Yeouido side of town...

And from the bridge leading to the Yeouido side of town…

Saw these gents on the bridge. I was concerned because one looked a little depressed. And depression and bridges don't go well together Trust me on that.

Saw these gents on the bridge. I was concerned because one looked a little depressed. And depression and bridges don’t go well together. Trust me on that.

So I joined them for a bit and said "choose life". Don't think they understood English though because I was met with stony silence in response I get that a lot though.

So I joined them for a bit and said “choose life”. Don’t think they understood English though because I was met with stony silence in response. I get that a lot though.

This is as close as I intended to get to the National Assembly building today...

This is as close as I intended to get to the National Assembly building today…

I Seoul you too baby!

I Seoul you too baby!

Took some time to smell the flowers...

Took some time to smell the flowers…

So anyway, this is as far up the river as I’ve ever gone on foot.  As is my custom, I intended to follow the riverside path back to the Banpo bridge and make my way homeward from there.  But somehow I wound up on a path that veered away from the river and followed along a smaller stream…

It was a pleasant enough path mind you. Not crowded at all and I figured it would lead me somewhere close to where I need to be...

It was a pleasant enough path mind you. Not crowded at all and I figured it would lead me somewhere close to where I need to be…

After an hour of walking I began to have my doubts.  I was in totally unfamiliar territory and without any recognizable landmarks.  I eventually came to a bridge, so I took it.  Now, I usually have a pretty good sense of direction, but damn, I had no idea where I was or where I was going.  Finally, I hailed a cab.  Yeah, I know, pathetic.  But as it turns out it was the right call because I had been walking in the wrong direction.  When I told the driver “Itaewon” he said he’d have to make a U-turn.  I realized just how lost I’d been when we drove by the National Assembly building.  I had him drop me off at Samgakji station so I could get a few more steps in, despite being stiff and dog-ass tired.  Fare was W8,000 so I was indeed a long way from home.

But getting lost has its advantages I suppose. I achieved my goal at least...

But getting lost has its advantages I suppose. I achieved my goal at least…

And I had a record setting week last week as well....

And I had a record setting week last week as well….

So, what did I get in return for all that walking?

I'm back in my 20's! Three pounds down this week, and 40.1 overall. Ten more to goal attainment. But truthfully, I want to lose my belly and it is not cooperating. So, we'll see how much I have to lose before it chooses to leave me like every fucking woman in my life has done...

I’m back in my 20’s! Three pounds down this week, and 40.1 overall. Ten more to goal attainment. But truthfully, I want to lose my belly and it is not cooperating. So, we’ll see how much I have to lose before it chooses to leave me like every fucking woman in my life has done…

Onward and downward.  Hopefully.

 

 

 

 

Love is just a four legged word

A nice wedding celebration for Mat and Sohee yesterday.  I had to laugh at this sign I saw at the wedding hall:

I'm not getting the reference. I love the Bob Dylan song "Love is just a four letter word" though...Oh wait, I guess a married could has four legs. Is that what there were going for? Of course, I've been called a tripod...

I’m not getting the reference. I love the Bob Dylan song “Love is just a four letter word” though…Oh wait, I guess a married couple would have four legs. Is that what there were going for? Of course, I’ve been called a tripod…

The happy couple...

The happy couple…

A kiss for luck and they're on their way... I've known Sohee for quite a few years and she's a sweet gal. I know Mat from dart league and he's NEVER that lucky at darts!

A kiss for luck and they’re on their way… I’ve known Sohee for quite a few years and she’s a sweet gal. I know Mat from dart league and he’s NEVER that lucky at darts!

I had the good fortune to be seated at the Filipino table during the reception...

I had the good fortune to be seated at the Filipino table during the reception…

I do admit that I’ve become somewhat cynical at weddings these days.  During the vows I recalled similar words from my most recent soon to be ex-wife.  I muttered “promises, promises” under my breath…

Look for a post about today’s adventure later tonight.

Adios…

Party hardy

Just for the record, I do do more than just walk.

For example, I helped my Mongolian friend Sonya celebrate her 27th birthday...

For example, I helped my Mongolian friend Sonya celebrate her 27th birthday…

We were up to our usual Shenanigans...

We were up to our usual Shenanigans…

And my "daughter" Sung Ha who will be heading off to school in Toronto next gave me a candle and a very sweet note. I'll miss her.

And my “daughter” Sung Ha who will be heading off to school in Toronto next week gave me a candle and a very sweet note. I’ll miss her.

And now a word from our sponsor…

I don't expect you to care...

I don’t expect you to care…

In other news, I’ll be heading out to see Mat and Sohee exchange wedding vows in a couple of hours.

Namsan Art wedding hall, eh? Shouldn't be too hard to find...

Namsan Art wedding hall, eh? Shouldn’t be too hard to find…

Speaking of Namsan, I spent almost three hours there today.

I had to talk myself into taking the stairs to the top. I won the argument.

I had to talk myself into taking the stairs to the top. I won the argument.

Turned me into a sweaty mess it did...

Turned me into a sweaty mess it did…

I found some shady trails on which to meander my way back down the mountain...

I found some shady trails on which to meander my way back down the mountain…

Took a short nap and woke up hungry…

Luckily I had some steaks marinating in the fridge. So I popped on the grill...

Luckily I had some steaks marinating in the fridge. So I popped them on the grill…

and had some cheesy asparagus on the side...

and had some cheesy asparagus on the side…

And I think to myself, what a wonderful world…

The way we were

So, Facebook has this feature where they take a post you made at some point in your FB history and repost it so you can “see your memories”.  Mine invariably feature a smiling picture of Jee Yeun.  Thanks FB, but I can remember well enough on my own.

And today that story I didn’t tell about the Chinese gal on Friday night took a strange turn. Here’s what happened.  Qian (pronounced “Chen” as far as I can tell) has been known to frequent Shenanigans now and again.  I met her there several months ago.  I guess the general consensus is she’s a little crazy, as in whacked.  She earned that reputation because apparently one night she sat in the bar crying.  For hours and hours.  I wasn’t there that night, but I did observe her crying once and I asked her what was wrong.  She said “nothing, I’m happy”.  Alrighty then.

I’ve chatted with her a bit.  Her spoken English isn’t so good, so there wasn’t a whole lot to talk about.  She was looking for an English tutor so I put her in touch with my nephew.  Supposedly he’ll start working with her next month.  Qian found me on Kakao and one day out of the blue started messaging me all about her problems with a guy she likes.  No idea why people come to me for relationship advice, unless they plan to do the opposite of what I say.  I’m a four time loser after all.

And then on Friday she sent a message asking me if I’d like to meet up in Haebangchon at the “V” club.  Never had been there but she said they have live music and darts.  It sounded like a good change of pace from my usual routine and so I said “sure, why not?”

We were supposed to meet a 9:00 and I got there a few minutes early.  As usual, I was by far the oldest person in the bar.  She sent a message at 9 saying she’d arrive at 9:30.  She wound up getting there at 10:00.  Luckily, a guy I know from work came in and we had a very nice chat which passed the time.

So, I ordered Qian a drink and she left the bar and sat down at a table near the stage.  I said my goodbyes to my friend and went over and joined her.  The live music was really more of an open mike kinda thing.  But both of the performers were quite talented and engaged the audience in banter.  It was pretty enjoyable actually.

Shortly before midnight the guys put their guitars away.  I asked Qian what she wanted to do next and she told me she needed to go home (she lives in Hongdae).  I said okay and went to pay the tab and take a leak.  When I returned I asked her if she was ready and she told me she was going to stay awhile longer.  The implication being pretty clear she meant without me to cramp her style.  I’d noticed her eyeing one of the younger bucks in the joint.  So I said goodnight and left.  Yes, I thought it was pretty rude but then again I had no romantic expectations either.  I decided on my walk home that would be the last time I shared my company with her.  I figured the feeling was probably mutual so I didn’t expect to hear from her again.

And then today during my lunchtime sojourn I get a disconcerting Kakao message:

“John, it is Qian.  Maybe the police will ask you things about me. You just tell the truth and it is ok.”

My reaction was WTF?  So I asked “why would the police ask me about you?”

She responded: “I had some trouble with some guy.  But I’m ok”

I told her she needs to be more careful and she said “And I have to say what I did last Friday.  So I was in the bar with you. And they just wrote your number.  It is not related to you.  Anyway, sorry.”

As I was stewing over what that meant, she sends another message “you were there till you leave later.  They may ask you this.”

Well, that’s true of course.  I was there until I left.  Alone.

I asked her if she could tell me what happened.  She just said “it is ok.  I’m ok.  Sorry, don’t worry”.

So I have no idea what is going on.  Did she get raped?  Did she steal from some guy?  Something else totally off the wall?  Who knows.

I guess I’ll just count myself lucky that I left when I did.  I think this gal is nothing but trouble, and trouble is not what I’m looking for.

 

 

 

 

Another notch in my belt

Began the LCHF diet wearing a 42" belt.  Then I had to replace it with a 40" version.  Yesterday I bought a 38" belt for the first time in a long time.

Began the LCHF diet wearing a 42″ belt. Then I had to replace it with a 40″ version. Yesterday I bought a 38″ belt for the first time in a long time.

And a new pair of Levi’s with a 38″ waist as well.

At week 13 I’m 232.1.  That’s a mere 0.6 loss for the week.  Disappointing but not unexpected.  I believe my body has decided that this is the new normal and it is resisting my efforts to be less than the normal.  We’ll see who prevails.

In the mood…

…for a post about my weekend?

Well, it started with no hot water on Friday.  Called my real estate agent and she was basically non-responsive.  Texted my landlord directly on Saturday and he came over.  Then I got a text from the realtor saying my gas had been cut off because I hadn’t paid the bill in three months.  What the fuck?  Every month I take everything from the mailbox and carry it to Woori bank and pay everything via wire transfer.  So, if I hadn’t paid my bill it was because I hadn’t gotten one.  Well, communication is definitely a barrier for me I admit.  My realtor said I should go to an ATM and pay my gas bill. I’m like how the fuck do I do that?  Finally she said she’d pay it and I could put the money in her account on Monday.  She also made a point of mentioning that she was on her day off on Saturday.  Bottom line, she paid the bill (W530,000 for 3 months apparently) and my gas was back on Saturday night.  Which is good, because fat men need to shower!  I put W580,000 in my realtor’s account today (the extra W50,000 for my guilt about her trouble).  But still, if the gas company isn’t mailing me a bill I guess I’ll have the same problem next month. Well, I’ll worry about that later.

Had another bad experience on Friday with a Chinese girl but that’s a story for another time.

On Saturday I did my Namsam hike.

A waterfall on Namsam...

A waterfall on Namsam…

Which was enough to to reach my weekly goal of 100,000+ steps.

Steppin' out

Steppin’ out

After my hike, I went to Haebangchon for a dart tourney at  Phillies.  Took 3rd, and my share of the winnings was W18,000.  Also had the high out good for W30,000 towards my bar tab.  Which actually totaled exactly W30,000.  So that’s a win!

Later that day I met up with my friends Sonya and Sung Ha for dinner at Tabom Brazil.  Sung Ha is moving to Toronto later this month so it was my farewell treat.  They seemed to enjoy it.

Had a great walk on the Han River on Sunday…

Made it to the Hangang bridge, the farthest I've gone in that direction...

Made it to the Hangang bridge, the farthest I’ve gone in that direction…

Along the way I saw:

real flowers....

real flowers….

...fake flowers...

…fake flowers…

A tunnel…

...of sorts...

…of sorts…

what the hell is this?

what the hell is this? Oh, me drunk at the aforementioned dart tourney on Saturday…

Donald Turmp is towering over the political scene, even here in Korea…

...apparently..

…apparently..

Sunday afternoon was the end of the season tourney for the Seoul Sunday Singles League.  I didn’t place, but I was given this trophy and a bottle of Mongolian vodka for my hard work in keeping the league viable…

Kamsamnida!

Kamsamnida!

It was a great tourney.  One person thought I had played favorites by cheering for a particular player.  Fact of the matter is I don’t care who wins or loses, I just appreciate a well played game.  Rather than say something to me, she called me out on Facebook which hurt my feelings some.  I apologized with a private message, but didn’t receive the dignity of a response.  Oh well.

I tried something new in the crockpot A chicken. Came out dry as sawdust. Gonna need to work on getting it right next time.

I tried something new in the crockpot A chicken. Came out dry as sawdust. Gonna need to work on getting it right next time.

Took the day off work today.  I needed to clear my head  It was beautiful outside so I did an 2.5 hour trek around Namasn.

It’s late.  I’m tired.  And drunk.

Goodnight.

UPDATE:  The person I upset at the dart match sent me a message apologizing for the FB post.  I reiterated my sincere sorrow for having made her feel bad during the match.  She’s says we’re good, and that is good.

 

 

 

Everything’s coming up roses…

At least it seemed so on today’s lunchtime stroll.

It was bloomin' beautiful I tell ya...

It was bloomin’ beautiful I tell ya…

I’m going to need walk the long way to the bar tonight to pile on a few more steps.  I target a minimum of 10,000 steps per day during the week and 50,000 on weekends for a clean 100,000 per week.  We’ll see how that works out for me.

Got invited out to Haebangchon to try a new venue (for me) called V bar.  I’m told they have darts and live music, what could go wrong?

Dart tourney tomorrow afternoon in HBC as well.  Dinner with friends in Itaewon Saturday night.  And the long anticipated Seoul Sunday Singles League end of season tourney on, well as the name implies, Sunday.

There'll be medals for special achievements (180, 9 mark, high-in and high-out)...

There’ll be medals for special achievements (180, 9 mark, high-in and high-out)…

And trophies for the tourney winners.

And trophies for the tourney winners.

And now I must get on with the weekend that is beckoning me…

YOLO

You gotta do what you gotta do.

Because after all…

As seen on this afternoon's hike...

As seen on this afternoon’s hike…

O brothers let's go down Let's go down, come on down Come on brothers, let's go down Down in the river to pray.  Although truth be told I didn't pray while there.

“O brothers let’s go down
Let’s go down, come on down
Come on brothers, let’s go down
Down in the river to pray.” 

Although truth be told I didn’t pray while there.

It was a record setting day for me though...

It was a record setting day for me though…

Worked up a mighty big appetite during today’s 10 mile stroll…

Luckily I had some pork just waiting to be pulled.  And so I did.  Tasty, if I do say so myself...

Luckily I had some pork just waiting to be pulled. And so I did. Tasty, if I do say so myself…

Last Sunday I encountered some leakage when I gave myself my weekly reward.  So I took measures to rectify the situation…

Yep, a new blender...

Yep, a new blender…

Ain't she sweet?

Ain’t she sweet?

I inserted a few ice cubes (keeps things chilled, doncha ya know), banana, fresh strawberrys, ice cream, milk, and a dollop of peanut butter.  Then I liquefied it  get this...

I inserted a few ice cubes (keeps things chilled, doncha ya know), banana, fresh strawberries, ice cream, milk, and a dollop of peanut butter. Then I liquefied it to get this…

And damn it was tasty...

And damn it was tasty…

Not strictly in keeping with the diet, but hey, you only live once…

Speaking of the diet, down 1.6 pounds in week 12 of the LCHF program and 36.5 pounds lost overall.  It’s a struggle now because my body is saying fuck you, I like the way I am.  I’ll keep trying to convince myself otherwise.  At least for another 12 pounds or so.

 

 

Oppa Songtan style

Back from my quick overnight getaway to lovely Songtan.  Played the Saturday darts tournament at Xenis Bar.  Came away with a second place finish, good for W40,000.  And my bar tab was only W46,000.

I ran into an old friend from Seoul at the tourney.  Used to play darts with him back in the day but hadn't seen him in years.  Nice to see you again CH!

I ran into an old friend from Seoul at the tourney. Used to play darts with him back in the day but hadn’t seen him in years. Nice to see you again CH!

It was a long night though.  Because of my position in the bracket I didn’t throw my first dart until 9:30.  And I threw my last dart 3 hours later.  After the tourney I went and visited my new old friends at Friends Bar (I’d met them on my last trip).  It’s a friendly place and it made me feel good to be welcomed by name.

And now I have a confession to make.  I cheated last night.  I was unfaithful.  In my defense I was pretty drunk and my judgement was impaired.  Now, I knew what I was doing was wrong but when I saw her I couldn’t resist.  I walked on by the first time confining myself to a lustful glance.  But then I circled back and said “fuck it, I’m going for it!”.

Yes, it’s true.  I indulged myself in some McDonald’s french fries.  Truthfully, they were not as good as I remembered.  And now I must deal with the guilt (and the carbs I consumed).  Oh well, lesson learned.

I stopped drinking San Miguel Lights just before 2:00 a.m. I was feeling a little stiff so I popped into the Bali Massage joint to get the kinks worked out.  My shoulder was still feeling sore from Friday’s tumble.  The massage was excellent (and completely legit) and I left there feeling both inebriated and very relaxed.

Despite going to bed at 3, I was up at 8 and made my way to the Osan Air Base bus station.  I had the good fortune to arrive just in time to catch the bus departing for Yongsan Garrison.  Back in the villa at 10, started the laundry and pork roast.  I’m so damn domesticated!

What else?  Well, there’s this:

Where does the time go?

Where does the time go?

And finally, today is Mother’s Day and of course I am thinking about mine.  Gone over five years now, but I carry her with me in my heart each day.  Wish I’d been a better son when I had the chance.  If your mom is still with you, go give her a hug.  Right now.

momandme

Slip slidin’ away

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away

Not much of interest to report, but that’s never stopped me before…

The rain this week failed to dampen my lust for walking (ahem).  Although I do hate carrying an umbrella.  I hate getting soaked even more though.

Yesterday I hoofed it over to the Samsung service center to buy a spare battery for my new phone.  My lack of Korean and their limited English made the transaction more complicated than necessary.  They thought there was something wrong with the battery in my phone.  Through hand gestures and saying “extra battery” repeatedly I eventually made my point and walked away W47,000 poorer.  That included one of those box chargers as well.

Maria mentioned that I never mention her on my blog.  And now I have.

After work I decided to get an extra hour of walk time in by taking a roundabout way to the bar.  It was still misting rain and as I walked down the sidewalk near the Itaewon gu office I was introduced to one of the perils of my new hobby.  It is a nice new and wide sidewalk made with paving stones.  There was a very slight downhill grade.

I was wearing my everyday shoes which purported have a sole suitable for comfortable street walking...

I was wearing my everyday shoes which purportedly have a sole suitable for comfortable street walking…

Nevertheless, one minute I was walking along and the next I was flat on my back on the wet sidewalk.  It was quite surprising and also embarrassing.

I came down hard on my left arm.  Hurt like hell and I'm glad I didn't break it.  Came away with a bruise and some swelling...

I came down hard on my left arm. Hurt like hell and I’m glad I didn’t break it. Came away with a bruise and some swelling…

At least it wasn’t my dart arm.

I picked myself up and continued walking.  Sorta like getting bucked off a horse I suppose. Made it to Shenanigans and commenced to self-medicate with copious amounts of gin and soda.  A couple of guys I know who work on Yongsan Garrison came in and we engaged in some friendly chatter.  One left around 9:00 and I invited the other to join me at the new Debut, conveniently located nearby.

And then we proceeded to get crazy drunk.  How drunk is that?  Well, my bar tab was W228,000, you can do the math.  Actually, I’m sure I was doing the stupid buying rounds for the house thing.  I think I must have had a good time though.  When I got back home I was floored.  Again.

This morning I was up at 7:00 no worse for the wear.  I rarely seem to get hangovers which is fortunate seeing as how drunkenness is my evening pastime these days.  Had a nice breakfast of bacon and eggs and went surfing (via the internet).

Then it was off to tackle Namsan.  Climbed up some stairs and came back down.  Circled around and went up more stairs, then followed the perimeter road from the cable car terminal to the Hyatt then to my humble abode at Naksapyeong.  Two and half hours, 14,584 steps.  Which seems kind of low.  I’m using a new pedometer app, so maybe it’s right and the old one was wrong. Or vice-versa.

It was a pleasant day to be out and about.  The mountain was crowded with other like minded folks, but what are you gonna do?

It was a pleasant day to be out and about. The mountain was crowded with other like minded folks, but what are you gonna do?   I took a brief rest on the banks of this babbling brook.

Now I'm fixin' to grill me up some fishee as a late afternoon meal.  No carbs!

Now I’m fixin’ to grill me up some fishee as a late afternoon meal. No carbs!

After I eat, I’ll shower up and walk to the base, and catch the bus to Osan.  Gonna get me some Songtan style darts in tonight and get drunk in a new venue.

The adventure continues.

I know a woman, (who) became a wife
These are the very words she uses to describe her life
She said a good day ain’t got no rain
She said a bad day is when I lie in the bed
And I think of things that might have been

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s a national holiday…

…in honor of my granddaughter’s 11th birthday.  You can call it Children’s Day if you want, but for me it will always be Gracyn day!

She loves horses and is a great rider, just like her mother at that age...

She loves horses and is a great rider, just like her mother at that age…

Like mother, like daughter...

Like mother, like daughter…

In other news I purchased a new phone.  A sweet Galaxy 7.

Pain in the ass downloading all the apps I like again, but what the hell...

Pain in the ass downloading all the apps I like again, but what the hell…

One thing it didn’t come with was a spare battery.  After checking several stores and getting the same response “you have to go to the Samsung store”, I took it upon myself to go to, well, the Samsung store.  I was told it was near exit #1 of the Sookmyung Women’s University subway station.  In due course I actually found the store, but was told the service department was closed.  Not sure if that is an every Thursday thing or just in celebration of Gracyn day.  I was told they’d be open tomorrow, so I’ll try again.

Seeing as how I was on my lunchtime walk anyway, I meandered on over to Seoul Station.

The original Seoul Station mind you...

The original Seoul Station mind you…

And is my wont, I found an unidentified (for me at least) statue to photograph.

You will never be forgotten whoever the hell you are...

You will never be forgotten whoever the hell you are…

Making my way back towards the office where I am employed but not allowed to blog about, I found this vista featuring both old and new Seoul worthy of a photo...Was it?

Making my way back towards the office where I am employed but not allowed to blog about, I found this vista featuring both old and new Seoul worthy of a photo…Was it?

Today is also Cinco de Mayo. So, here's a photo I took in honor of that event...

Today is also Cinco de Mayo. So, here’s a photo I took in honor of that event…

On the 15th of May we’ll be holding the Seoul Sunday Singles League end of season tournament.  The trophies have arrived, here’s hoping the medals get here before the event as well.

Some damage in shipping, but I suppose it's nothing a little super glue won't fix...

Some damage in shipping, but I suppose it’s nothing a little super glue won’t fix…

And yes, I’m just about as handsome as ever.  Thanks for asking.

here's looking at you kid.

here’s looking at you kid.