The Job Lot (2013)

 

Fever Pitch (1997)

 

Viz like

 I'm easily amused.

This is probably the first and last time Tolkein ever gets mentioned on this blog.

Dept. Q (2025)

 

13-Darter

The previously mentioned 180 was part of a 13-darter. Numbers please:

100, 180, 45, 140, D18 checkout (115.6 average).

'There is black on the Union Jack.'

A change of flights and a change of fortune? 

Nah, I'm throwing okay. Elbow's a bit sore but that's comes with the territory . . . and the old age.

155/50

Mixing Darts and Politics

I saw a chance to come up with a 'Mixing Darts and Politics' label, and I seized it. I'm not apologising.

Political poetry signage from the recent 2025 Poland Darts Masters:

The bucket hats suggest that they should have been at the Oasis gig but they seem happy enough. A nice touch to have the Rob Cross lookalike holding the sign.

'A waste of gunpowder and sky . . . '

Another Friday passing, another passed up opportunity to kick-start the Friday Playlists again. One day . . . one future Friday is all it takes.

In the meantime, as the local rowdies go overboard with the fireworks in the neighborhood (American spelling), a trip down memory lane with a wonderful performance from Aimee Mann on Later with Jools Holland, that dates from 1993. I remember buying her debut solo album purely on the strength of the track  '4th of July', which I stumbled upon via a music magazine compilation. 

I've being revisiting my early 1990s record collection more and more recently. The 1980s have been warned . . . you're on notice.

The fact that I watched The Big Lebowski last night -  Aimee Mann had a cameo in that film - is purely coincidental.

Blogger's Update:

It turns out that I'm on repeat. I'm nothing if not predictable.

A bit of a novelty

- '"A bit of a novelty?"  Pray tell.' 

- 'I thought you'd never ask. Well . . . line up the bullet points please, maestro:

• It's my first 180 of July. In fact, my first 180 in over a week. I've not been throwing as much in recent weeks, what with the weather in Mad Max territory and the league season being over, so I've been off the boil. Hey, I've not even been on the stove to be in a position boil. (Don't worry, I groaned too.)
• It was one of those 180s where I didn't know I was actually throwing for a 180. Bad eyesight and bad lighting ensured that I couldn't get any jitters before throwing the third dart. I'll take it.
• If you look closely at the picture, you'll see a 2020 throwback. One of the flights is inverted. I used to do that all the time back in the day to extend the life of a flight for a couple of days but I stopped doing it in recent years 'cos I was using better quality flights. These current flights are a bit flimsy so they got beat up quicker. I took a trip down darting memory lane, and turned one flight inside out. The genius of the inverted flight is that you now know to throw that one first out of the three, so there's less likelihood of the flight bouncing out. You can take your arm and a leg moulded flights and shove them up your arse. Old school. Well, not real old school 'cos that would be paper and/or feather flights but 'older' school'. 
  

153/50

The Big Lebowski (1998)