Not dead at the Bridgeport, we continually slam the place, though I have noticed a few tables open upstairs, so make your move now if you want in on those giagantic pots that we’re smoking over there on Tuesday night. I mean CASH of course, and the smoking is being done by those teams in the final 5 at the end of the night. It’s always a fun to see who makes that cut, and often we have some reoccurring winners, but more often than not, there’s a little shake up in who brings it for the night, and takes those coveted 5 spots.
Smoking was being done last night by the worms, who entered AFTER round one, at a serious point deficit last night. Not wanting them to fill to left behind in the dust that settles after a bingo, I (after putting it out to the crowd) awarded them 50 starting points, since none of our teams had less than 50 coming out of bingo. This worked out for them and they played so well, that they in fact smoked up those last two teams and finished NOT at the bottom of the pack! WTG Worms! My hats off to you fellas, and good luck with that major league baseball career you pointed out in the handout round. Just don’t end up on our list of dead celebrities, keep to the light side boys, keep to the light. I mean that in the least poltergeist-iest way possible.
Bingo was a little rough on the folks last night, as we picked our way through the questions randomly, we made it down to the last three before anyone called out for their points. I was stunned! I Quiz on your Grave took a nice lead after securing that 20 point bonus, and then stayed at the top by taking all the points possible for round two. As did 2 other teams in the top 5, as they decoded our “Secret Message” for points. The message? My title for this weeks blog. See above. And what could follow that round better than a real tribute to Swayze’s finest work in Dirty Dancing, but a song tribute ” Time of my life” Indeed, I did do this:
I really do have the time of my life quizzing with you folks each and every week. I owe it all to you. But not my Mother. I don’t get *anything* from her. Except maybe my legs, I’ll give her that much.
Congrats to the big winners last night “It’s so nice to be on Ice” they wagered enough to overtake the first place team as they fell out when they couldn’t name Bruce Lee’s final film, and while two other teams DID name it, two did not, leaving our standings in a bit of a scramble, so second took first, third took second and fourth took third.
RIP Patrick. That fucking music will haunt me forever thanks to my cousin who lived with me for a summer and was your NUMBER ONE stinking fan. I have all those songs memorized, and most of the dances. I was into metal music at the time, but alas, all my Metallic and Dead Kennedy’s can’t hold a flame to the YEAR of Swayze that I endured. You will be missed, though not much by me.