Friday, August 31, 2007

Bingo Night



I haven't been to Bingo in a long time, but since I had a half day at work, I decided to take my Mom to the smoke filled Berwyn Moose Bingo. I was cased (Bingo lingo for needing one number) for G-46 on a regular game, when I looked up on the monitor to discover my number awaiting the call. I ripped off my paper, and much to the chagrin of the grey haired seniors surrounding me, I raised my hand and yelled that delightful word of BINGO when my number was called. Unfortunately, the game was only worth $100, but even with my Mom and I splitting, we did end up with a small profit for the night.