Yeah, I know there\u2019s quite a difference
\nbetween exceeding the speed limit
\nand putting chips on numbers on bingo cards.<\/p>\n
But for me the restraints of a 55 miles
\nan hour speed limit is comparable to the
\nrestraints of sitting at a table and putting
\ndinky chips on those cards.<\/p>\n
Truth be known, I\u2019d rather be driving
\nfaster than 55 on an open highway
\nthan sitting in a boxed in room mindlessly
\nputting chips on freakin\u2019 bingo cards.<\/p>\n
But if I get hard up and get so de lu lu
\nthat I feel the need for one of those
\nso called \u201cage appropriate\u201d (hate
\nthat expression) women in my
\nreclusive life, or if I became brain dead
\nenough, maybe I\u2019d go play bingo for amore
\nor for something mentally challenging
\nto do.<\/p>\n
Bob Boyd<\/p>\n
But, kidding aside, I can see how for many people bingo provides a source of socialization. For seniors who are alone, it can add some time with people in their lives and probably be beneficial to their mental and physical wellbeing. I write that as someone who worked with the elderly for decades, and when I walked through the senior center of the nonprofit I worked at, I saw many old people having fun playing bingo. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Yeah, I know there\u2019s quite a difference between exceeding the speed limit and putting chips on numbers on bingo cards. But for me the restraints of a 55 miles an hour speed limit is comparable to the restraints of sitting at a table and putting dinky chips on those cards. Truth be known, I\u2019d rather… Continue reading