Bingo

Last night we went to our first bingo outing of the season. (That's right bingo has a season). The season is during the winter when there is nothing going on. I talked here about possibly becoming obsessed with bingo. I'm afraid that is probably going to happen.

The group of people we go with get t-shirts made every year. This year they are red with yellow letters (not my choice of colors but oh well). Oh the front they say I 22 and on the back they say O 69 and whatever bingo nickname you want. I found a bingo nickname generator by googling bingo names. (I maybe be obsessed with google too but that's a different story). My bingo nickname is Sparkplug. Matt choose to have Johnny Popper put on his shirt. One girl in the group has "B-4-What" on hers. I like that.

So when the caller who's name is Dwayne calls I 22, the people we go with obnoxiously say "Dwayne wears a 22." And if O 69 is called they say 69. Its kinda like in a low monotone voice.

When we got there several people said they liked the new shirts and said they were wondering when the group would be back. The first time they called O 69 and we all said it the old folks were clapping. I think they like the excitement the group brings to the table.

Matt and I didn't win anything. One of the girls with us won $25 during a lightening round. We had a great time. This bingo is at the KC Hall and there is a bar there so you can go to the bar and get a bucket o' beer and bring it into bingo. I drank just enough to have the giggles without having a headache today.

I'm hoping to hit the jackpot at some point. And if when I do, I will be calling into work on Friday.