A friend from Georgia was in town last night and stayed at our place.  He wanted to treat us to dinner, so we took him out to our favorite Korean eatery here in town, the Korean Garden. 

Justin had never enjoyed the Korean dining experience before so it was a lot of fun watching him get so excited about all the side dishes and the unique flavor of Korean meats and stews.  We ordered up a little of just about everything–jumuleok, L.A. galbi, bulgogi, doinjang jiggae, kimchi jiggae, and a yakimundo appetizer.  It was all good, and it was nice to wash it down with an ice cold Hite beer.

After our feast, it was off to the Kwagga Sports Pub for our regularly scheduled Wednesday night darts.  I was off my game which is pretty frustrating given all the time I’ve invested in practice.  Justin played well enough to make it to the finals.  When we got home Justin suggested we play a few games for money.  I reluctantly agreed.

I almost never bet on my games this way.  The thrill of competition is all the motivation I require.  Now, I’ve seen lots of guys play head-to-head for big money (I’m talking several hundred dollars here) and that certainly takes the “friendly” out of the game.  Anyway, Justin wanted to play for ten bucks a game and it was on.  Did I mention we had sipped a little whiskey before we started?  That and some beers.  So, neither of us was feeling any pain.  But I wound up putting a hurtin’ on him anyway.  As bad as my darts had been at Kwagga earlier in the evening, they made a miraculous recovery back at the house.  After I took the first three or four games, Justin wanted to up the ante to twenty bucks.  So, we did and I won again.  It was now getting close to 2:00 a.m. and we mercifully came to the mutual decision that we were finished with darts for the day.

He made a few comments in jest this morning (at least I hope it was in jest) about my cleaning out his wallet, and I really did feel kind of bad about it.  Which is the main reason I don’t like to play for money that way.  The money was not at all important to me and I would have not minded giving it back.  But I think there is a certain etiquette involved in gambling and I wasn’t wanting to offend him by making that offer.  Jee Yeun told me after he left that she slipped twenty bucks into his bag.  So, I guess she felt guilty about it too.

Ah well, more darts on tap tonight at State Street Pub.  I wonder which game will show up this time.