Sunday night out & a weird twin

Angela invited me over for Sunday dinner with her family. Unfortunately I don't speak Cantonese. I hardly speak any Mandarin either for that matter. And her parents don't speak any English and a little bit of Mandarin. She had to do a lot of translation, but it was fun. Then we went out to shoot some pool.

The sad thing was, the place I wanted to go closed their lounge on Sundays. So we went across the street to this sports bar and played on rinky dinky coin operated tables. So we played for a bit and both of us immediately started having scratching problems. There were these two guys sitting very close to the pool tables - I bent over to knock a few in and looked up and noticed one of the guys. Hey, he's kinda cute. Then I looked again - wait a minute, he looks like the spitting image of... my ex, Jason. OMG. Same hair, same ears, same nose... hell, even the same yellow polo shirt!

Deciding I needed to flirt outrageously, I went over there and asked him if he had any family from St. Louis. Nope.

"You look exactly like someone I know." So I whipped out my phone and pulled up a picture of J.

The reply was cute - "hey, that's a good looking guy."

I was blown away by how much they looked alike. It made my mouth water and wished I had that body back in my bed. "Uhm, how tall are you?"

"6'7"

"What?! No way. Stand up." Yep, that dude was tall. J was tall, but not that tall. "Okay, you can sit back down now. But I have to take a picture of you - otherwise he'll never believe me."

I took out my camera and snapped a few photos, my hands shaking from laughing too much. Angela is cracking up behind me, thinking I went and lost my marbles (at the very least she thought he was really cute too). By this time, we were on our 5th game of pool and I scratched on every single break. Something was wrong with that table. But the guys looked dubious. So I had J#2 go and break. Wow, he was freakishly tall and hot, especially standing next to 2 petite Asians. He lined up the cue, aimed and did a wonderful break. And then he scratched. All four of us about died laughing.

"Yep, that table is cursed," he said as he went and sat down again.

I sent the photo to J and he was tickled funny. As hot as J#2 was, he had the same problem J#1 had: no game. He had 2 good looking girls flirting outrageously with him and he was clueless. And also J#2 is visiting from Florida and was leaving in the morning. So all hopes of dragging this one home was toast. As it got late, we got tired of pool and so we decided to leave. On the way out, Angela got hit on by a dude sitting alone. I got nabbed by this super blond American, from Naples. He chatted us up, made us laugh our silly faces off and then we called it a night.

Overall, it was a great night. Angela and I had a lot of fun, I got my mind off of stupid dating and ran into J's much taller twin.