Bingo!

Last night we attempted to play bingo. It was a frustrating and fruitless pursuit. There was supposed to be bingo at the American Legion hall but it was closed and no sign of gaming. We drove around town like drug-seekers trying to find a dealer. Dee mentioned that if we were this desperate to find bingo, that crackheads must be completely crazed. She described the process in a more complex way that had something to do with earning money first. We luckily had our bingo money already but the game eluded us. The Moose hall was having a reunion. the Eagles weren't in the bingo business and the VFW hall was dark. So we checked out the bowling alley. Too many kids plus we wanted bingo - we'd picked up red and blue daubers for the occasion and everything! Bowling just sounded loud. We debated taking our bingo playin' money to the gas station and spending it on Lotto scratchers but after we laughed about it, we never brought it up again.

Someone already has told us a tale of a local "bingo queen" who always sits in the same spot with her lucky stuffed animals arranged to cheer her on. We've been warned to be careful of her. She would be furious if some new person had beginner's luck. I didn't think I was really an insider but maybe I have good bingo intuition. Dee had the nerve to ask what might happen if she yelled "bingo!" and then "psych!". I blurted, "you can't do that! they'd mess you up! and then you'd not be allowed to play bingo - maybe in the whole town - ever again!" She has assured me she will not pull any shenanigans.

We ended up at Wal-Mart buying the game Mancala. We went home and ate Lofthouse sugar cookies, drank tea, and played Mancala. There is bingo around town on Monday, Thursday, Friday and Sunday so perhaps we'll play this week.