Bunco Party Pooper

Bunco–I’m not sure what that is, but since moving up to northern California, I hear a lot about it. My girlfriend from childhood lives here, and she plays bunco. I’ve asked her about it and it seems  to involve sitting at tables, talking, eating candy and winning somehow and something–or not winning. 

Is this like bingo? 

I feel like I have walked into a time-warp and I live in Mayberry or some small town where the women folk get together for bridge or bingo night. My friend says “oh you can play, it’s a mindless game–it’s fun.” 

Well, sometimes I feel like I am losing my mind, so maybe that is a fit–if I find my mind again. I am not much of a party person though. “Every party has a pooper and that’s why we invited you, party pooper, party pooper.” (Father of the Bride) 

I dunno, maybe I would need to drink a beer or a glass of wine  or smoke a doobie, and then I could enjoy this mindless game of fun and candy eating. (but I’m Mormon) 

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/10342635172904848811 Jocelyn Christensen

    Don’t lose your mind…don’t play bunco…hang in there! :) (If your next post contains pictures of your in a cat suit…I’m going to be very worried…)

  • http://www.blogger.com/profile/09205857549533433625 Saimi

    Actually I dying to see you in your catwoman outfit…Meow…..!!