B-I-N-G-O

Last night was our school’s annual bingo event. I don’t know if this is true in other parts of the country, but in Baltimore, bingo events are always about Vera Bradley items and Longaberger baskets. I have absolutely no desire to own something from either one of those companies, but as the evening wore on, I found myself getting more and more serious about the game.

I got close a couple of times, but didn’t win. In fact, none of the people at our table won. Nobody won a bingo game. Nobody won the raffle items. Nobody won even a door prize. Sheesh.

I was one mark away from winning.

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8 Responses to B-I-N-G-O

  1. Lauren says:

    Great photo – Dr. Dynamite and Nachos! Bingo’s best companions!

    Did you take back your ‘winners’ ink and tell them it was defective?

  2. Lauren says:

    Oh, I forgot to say that I own one Longaberger basket, and it was a gift from Maryland. It’s like a cult. Have you seen their headquarters? I’m not joking – http://www.longaberger.com/homeOffice.aspx

  3. Peggy says:

    And no one won the lucky losers game. “Even amongst misfits, your misfits.”

    Thanks for inviting me….despite the frustration, the furry, the rage, the extreme hatred toward fellow bingoers, it was a fun evening!

  4. Kristi says:

    I own one Longaberger basket. I received it as a gift from my students during student-teaching in Illinois. They all signed their name to the bottom. It was nice – very expensive but nice.

  5. Beth says:

    I’d like a Vera Bradley Wristlet. I have one, but I’d like another to keep in my purse to contain small things. One in pinks and greens or pinks and browns.
    Maybe you can win me one next year.

  6. Carol says:

    Kris was bemoaning the mega-losing, too. Obviously, y’all needed me – the Lucky Charm (lucky for everyone else but me, that is) – at your table. Alas, I was home watching the final Medium and mourning its passing…

    The lack-of-winning gene runs strong in our family. My mother often reflected that if everyone else in a room won a door prize, she wouldn’t even come home with a window. Then she actually won a bottle of ketsup in a supermarket scratch off game. I am not making this up. Really loused up her streak….

  7. Curt says:

    If I were playing Bingo.
    Announcer: B2….B2…………..N41……N41
    Some person: “Bingo!!!”
    Curt: (spoken softly) “You gunkie.”

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