B-I-N-G-O

Well, it has come down to this. Last night my Dad and I went to the Bingo and Pizza party down on the 6th floor of the Hope Lodge. The people at the lodge played some games that really confused some of the people here. They played a: ("T", "X", "+", "U" and many others). We had people at our table who actually claimed they didn't know how to play BINGO.

Anyway, the real story was my Dad who cleaned up winning three times last night taking home a collection of chatzke items: a pewter salt and pepper shaker, 2 decks of playing cards and poker chips, and a duffel bag. My Dad was glowing ear to ear claiming he has never won at BINGO in his life. Well, he made up for it last night.

I still haven't gotten a call from the surgeons office as to scheduling my left neck lymph node dissection. They will be getting a call from me today.