In the voice of Barry the Radish . . .

. . . I should have thought of this blog label years ago.

It was this movie that probably put the germ of the idea in my head, but now that I've just watched this 1979 classic for the first time  —  yes, really — it's now up and running as a going concern on the blog. Maybe it will prompt me to watch other films that I should have watched decades ago. Fill those bastard gaps.

And, of course, I'll have to add similar labels for books and albums. It stands to reason, surely?

Alien (1979)

 

It's complicated . . .

See this previous post for why it's complicated.

5/50

Another 14-Darter

Threw for a 12-Darter but hit the S5 instead of the D20. 35 left and I missed the 3 by hitting the 17 but pinged the D9 at the first attempt. If you knew how much I hate D9, you'd consider it a late Christmas miracle.

I think that's my fourth 14-Darter. It'd be nice to top it - and also hit the elusive triple bull - in 2025, but that's just me being fucking greedy.

For the archives: 92, 123, 180, 71, 35. (107.4 average.)

"I hate it when this happens . . . "

A second 180 with the Target Carreras. Should be pleased as punch, but the problem is that it just ends up messing with my darting head. 'Are these the darts? . . . The one and only? . . .  Blah, blah, blah . . '. you've seen this schtick on the blog before, and it always ends the same way . . .  gnashing of teeth and me throwing hardback fiction at the TV in tearful frustration.

4/50

Playing away.

Switched to the Target Carreras whilst I was soaking the Dark Thunders.

3/50

Where's the book?

 My follow up score was 3. Figures.

2/50

One down . . .

I didn't hit a 180 until the middle of February last year, so it's nice to get this monkey off my back.

1/50