Practice makes perfect

But no one is perfect. So why practice?

That’s a conundrum I can’t answer, but I can attest to the fact that despite a near total lack of practice I threw some of my best darts last night. That included two 180’s (that’s three triple 20’s if you are keeping score) which is the highest points possible in a game of 501. Pretty routine for the pros but a rare event for us amateurs. The bar recognized my feat with a chit good for one free beer (the other 180 was in warm ups so didn’t count). And my partner and I went on to a first place finish, going through the winner’s bracket undefeated. Even more satisfying was beating Steve, the non-drinking Englishman, twice!

Speaking of my partner, that’s Jerelyn. She’s also a waitress at Alley Cats. A real cutie who just turned 21. In addition to overcoming my lack of practice, I had to deal with the distraction of Jerelyn’s sweet ass while I watched her toss her arrows. Damn, to be young again!

Jerelyn is relatively new to the bar and also to the game of darts. So she has a ways to go to become proficient at the sport. She’s a sweetie though and enthusiastic. It was a good time playing with her and her reaction to winning was precious. There was a small turnout last night so her share of the winnings was only 250 pesos, but that’s pretty close to a day’s wages here.

Anyway, good times at the oche!

In other news, the sun has made a rare appearance for the better part of the day today. I got a good walk in this morning and I’m fixin’ to go out and get my afternoon groove on. But damn, it’s hot. In a steamy, sultry kind of way. That’s one thing about the Philippines, you can always find something to complain about weather-wise.

I’ll leave you with this photo of my lazy dogs. As you can see, Lucky has really grown. Probably 3/4 the size of Buddy now and he’s probably still got some growing to do.

Those are my good boys! Except when they poop in the house. It’s a work in progress, but we’ll get it figured out. Soon I hope!

5 thoughts on “Practice makes perfect

  1. Pee Pads my friend. No, not for you but for the kids. I have two 1-year old Toy Poodles and they go outside but they also go inside on the pads when I’m too lazy or drunk to take them out. Give it a try Dad. Peace Out!

  2. Well, that’s a crappy way to tell me!

    Seriously though, I’ve been a bit unfair to the dogs, expecting them to be on my schedule. Since most of the time the “accidents” happen when I’m not around or I’m asleep it’s hard to blame them I guess if they just can’t hold it any longer. So I’m getting better at putting them outside on a regular basis and so far so good.

    Soju, the thing about those pads I don’t like is that it seems to encourage them to do their business indoors. I’ve got this thing from some childhood trauma that makes me really have a reaction to poop in the house. Long story that. Anyway, when they do go it is usually in the same place. And my domestic helper has to do the the clean up, bless her heart…

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