I had a good Friday (ahem) but yesterday was really special.

It started with the mid-season dart tourney at Dillinger’s Bar in Itaewon.  I had the good fortune to draw Sam Heyward as my partner and to also throw a tad better than I usually do.  We had the misfortune to face Paul Winterburn and his partner who were pretty much unstoppable.  They knocked us out of the winner’s bracket but we fought our way back to face them in the finals.  Alas, we came up short and had to “settle” for second place money (W180,000).

I did have the pleasure of throwing a ton-80 for the tourney high which was good for another W20,000.  It was just a tiny bit sweeter because it topped Paul’s ton-50.  Paul got his revenge I suppose by beating me in the high mark shootout.

But the bottom line is I had a great time throwing against some outstanding players, hanging with some friends, and of course being cheered on by my number 1 fan Jee Yeun.

And that’s not all!

After darts we (the Werner’s, the Scheepstra’s me and my sweetie) went out in search of some food to mix with the copious amount of beers previously consumed.  The tables in the galbi house we prefer were full and none of us felt like sitting on the floor (I was pretty sure I wouldn’t be able to get back up).  So, we tried a new to us back alley barbecue joint and enjoyed some galbi, samgyapsal, ukgaejang, daenjangigae and the traditional sides.  Which we washed down with chungha and more beer of course.

The dinner table conversation (of what I remember) is not fit for recitation here.  Suffice to say the Werner’s were in classic form, Lonnie was instigating, Jee Yeun was telling tales out of school, and Jaime was quietly pondering what the hell she had got herself into.  In other words, we laughed our asses off.

But wait, there’s more!

After dinner, we trekked over to the local norebang to flex our vocal chords and butcher some popular songs.  I opened with the classic Bee Gees tune “I started a joke” and scored a perfect 100.  This, for some unknown reason, sent my counterparts into fits, screaming such nonsense as the “fix was in”, “no way” and “you’ve gotta be kidding me”.  (I was drunk, but I never forget an insult!)  Suffice to say, NO ONE sings the Bee Gees quite the way I do.

Anyway, for the rest of the evening the group tried in vain to beat that first 100 (heck, even I couldn’t replicate it).  Jaime came close with a 98 on a sweet Korean song.  Bridget and I were robbed on “Knock three times” (I know, I know.  But Bridget loves Tony Orlando and Dawn).  Lonnie and Chris were certain they’d hit it with the evenings final song “Hotel Califorinia”, but alas, they too fell short.

Oh, and we drank more beers.

Then we all managed to catch taxi’s with surprising ease and an almost perfect day (damn you Paul) came to an end.

Happy Easter!