And that’s the way it went

Made it through another whacked Wednesday. Pleasant enough hike with the Walers (pictures to follow), a 9-4 dart league victory, and then a drunken aftermath. Yeah, just another typical day in the life, right?

Our team is currently in first place in the standings. It occurs to me I shouldn’t be playing on a team because I honestly don’t give a shit about that. My teammates do though, and they get stressed over rolling up big numbers as we play a series of weaker teams in the coming weeks. So, by that standard, our 9-4 victory against Harley’s yesterday was a disappointment. Worse yet, it appears to me that this self-imposed domination goal is affecting the quality of our overall play. I keep telling my mates to just relax, have fun, and the victories will come on their own. So far the message doesn’t seem to be taking hold. Oh well, next season I will just be a substitute. I really don’t enjoy playing in the league all that much and it always makes for a stressful Wednesday to get there on time after the hike.

Our waitress, Jessa, helped out with the scoring.

Yeah, that Jessa. A former girlfriend. I somehow managed to fuck that relationship up too. It was funny in a sad way when one of my teammates nodded toward Jessa and said, “you should go for that, she’d be perfect for you.”. Been there, done that. But honestly, I wouldn’t mind it if Jessa gave me another chance. I’ve put out some tentative feelers in that regard but she doesn’t appear interested in trying again. I don’t really blame her for that.

After darts, me and Kevin went across the street to Da’Kudos for some dinner. The place was deserted. Even the familiar faces of the waitresses I know were missing.

Is anybody here?

There was a guy behind the bar, so we sat there. I had a club sandwich which was okay, but not as good as Sit-n-Bull. After our meal, Kevin left to go play in the Alley Cats tournament. So I moved next door to Johan’s for a change of scenery. Reyna, one of the gals from the Hash, was there so I joined her at the bar and we enjoyed some beers and banter together. She’s a nice gal and a widow who has dropped some pretty big hints that she’s interested. The attraction isn’t mutual, but I like her as a friend.

Jessa asked if I was going to stop by Lagoon on the way home and I told her I would. Not sure why she wanted me to because she pretty much ignored me. There was a female singer on the stage who was quite talented. I had her sing “I will always love you” and dedicated it to Jessa. Yeah, I was pretty drunk by this point. The best thing for me to do was to catch a trike and go home. I did get a trike but had it drop me off at Queen Victoria. Hey, I had a beer card to finish using. My favorite, Tin-Tin, is no longer working there. I asked the manager why and was told “she didn’t follow the rules”. He later said she came in late and left early. Okay then. But none of the other girls gave me the time of day during my visit. A friendly gal can always get a lady drink or two out of me. That’s money in the bank for the bar. Too bad. I don’t have much reason to go back there now.

So, that was my night. Drunker than usual, but again, I blame darts. Starting at 1:00 just throws me off schedule. Here are the hike photos I promised:

Gathering at our usual meet-up place, the 7/11 parking lot.
And we are off!
Crossing an iffy footbridge.
Marching down the road in San Isidro.
Into the valley. Those are tree shadows, not death.
This week’s edition of the Wednesday Walkers.
Paying our respects to the Virgin Mother.
The ever-present Easter mountain.
Unfortunately, this was not the fountain of youth.
Up dem stairs.
The valley we had walked as seen from above.
A well-balanced Max.
We looped around and came back via the My Bitch trail.
The view from there.
Onward Wednesday Walkers!
Through the woods…
Heading on home.

That’s it for now. I’m supposed to have an early dinner with Samantha, the college student I mentioned, before she goes to work today. We’ll see if she shows up.

I hope life treats you kind
And I hope you have all you've dreamed of
And I'm wishing you joy and happiness
But above all this, I wish you love

And I... will always love you

4 thoughts on “And that’s the way it went

  1. Congrats on the 9-4 darts victory.

    That hike looked less hilly than previous ones. I might be persuaded to hike a route like that.

  2. Congratulations on your dominant display 👏 🙌 At least you’re back to winning ways. I’m sure you prefer the individual tournaments or games so you can bask in the accolades 🤔 and adoration.

    My question today is

    Jessa
    So her engagement just fizzled out? I was under the impression that since lockdown was coming to an end, that most of those lovestruck lotharios would return to consumate their union with their significant other. I am always assuming that most of your exes are now happily married with kids by now, or somewhat shagged up with another guy 👦 🤔 if not, they risk the chance of you tempting them back with your charm

    And as for your forlorn longing for her , weren’t you recently intimate with a certain out-of-town lady 😉 😜
    Man with so many options, maybe keeping a few ladies on rotation really 🤔 is your best bet 🤔 you could even rank them and afford them staggered personal time at your mansion 🤔

  3. Kev, there was one comparatively easy climb, but you would have hated the heat. There are relatively flat routes to be found though.

  4. James, actually I prefer the singles tourneys because I don’t give a shit about the outcome. Win or lose, I just want to throw well and have fun. Ironically, that pressure-free attitude seems to help me play better. Go figure.

    I don’t know the circumstances of Jessa’s breakup, not my business. Her fiance was living here though.

    Yeah, I shared a nice weekend with the out-of-town girl. She might not be able to come back until school’s out in June though. Maybe I’ll make a trip to see her.

    And yes, there are benefits to being single, including variety. I’m probably still too much in the mode of wishing for something else instead of appreciating what I have and it is only in looking back that I’ll see how good I’ve had it.

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