Monday, February 28, 2005

Happy Birthday to Me

This past Wednesday, I turned 32. With my advancing old age, I thought a night of Bingo would be an appropriate way to celebrate.



I called and asked how long the games usually last. The woman answered, "That depends on a lot of things, honey." And before I could ask how much each game costs, she had hung up. We found out that the games last until about 10:30 pm.

But a few of our friends also found out that if you don't arrive by 8 pm, you will not be allowed in to play.

It was a lot of fun, I'd love to go back. There are games at 11:30 am and 7:30 pm everyday. I plan on going to a weekday afternoon game during my March break to see what that scene is like. I can't imagine that it will be all that different than the one we encountered on Wednesday night.

We got a few dirty looks as we arrived, but for the most part, it was a pleasant experience. Mooney befriended a nearby patron and she showed us the ropes. She even gave me a Happy Easter chocolate lollipop for my birthday. One of the workers gave me a free one dollar card to celebrate my big day.

Near the end of the evening's festivities, the scene became more tense. There was a steady stream of cursing, loud sighing, and yelling at the woman reading the numbers. My favorite heckle of the woman turning the numbers was "Yolanda, you're a lousy call! "


It isn't as easy as you'd think it would be.


N 44!


The jello was much better than either Alex or I thought it would be.


Bingo + Pudding = A Winning Combination


Disappointed with the numbers called, yet once again.




A controversy brews?


Stealing Balgavy's idea.


Handwashings is not pleased leaving empty-handed.



And then we had to leave.


Best Birthday Candle Ever


What would a party be like without Princess Leah the Chihuahua?

7 comments:

youthlarge said...

not only were latecomers not allowed to play, they weren't even allowed to stay!

weasel said...

Do not disrespect the bingo; she is a cruel mistress, cruel but fair. Find a place to try candlepin bowling and your mental transformation into a fifty-something Mainer couple will be complete.

Listmaker said...

i've played candlepin bowling once in boston. that shit is hard!

having grown up in md, i've had enough of novelty bowling. duckpin bowling sucks!

i didn't even bowl with a real bowling bowl until i was 19 years old.

weasel said...

Right, another activity added to the list for when the 50 State Baseball Convoy hits Maine.

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youthlarge said...

i forgot to tell you that beth thinks we look like the supremes in those pictures.