B-I-N-G-O

It's pouring rain out. And we're in, practically, the middle of nowhere. Foxwoods is really nice and it reminds me a lot of the hotels in Vegas, but it's on an Indian reservation in the middle of the woods. It's a little strange.
Yesterday my mom got up at around 6 in the morning so she could shower, eat breakfast and go play bingo. The game starts at 10:30, but you need to be there at 8:30 when the doors open so that you can get your boards, find a seat and get set up. The game itself runs from 10:30 until 3 in the afternoon. Four and a half hours!!!!! It's insane. My dad and I took our time getting ready and went to the casino around 2 to walk around, play some slots and wait for her to finish. We walked around for a while, went to eat and then had to get on line because my mom wanted us to play bingo with her that afternoon/night. So we went.
Well, bingo may be a cheap way to gamble (it costs about $50 to play all the games for about 5 hours) but it is like a marathon and way too much for me. The chairs are uncomfortable, the people are waaaay too crazy and into it and, on top of everything else, I felt like I was at an AARP convention. Not everyone was old, but the majority of the people were. Plus, I didn't wi anything. Everytime I got close to winning something, some obnoxious person in the back would holler "bingo" and the entire room would groan and move on to the next board.
After bingo got out at around 11 (we'd been there since about 5:30) we played some slots and had a couple drinks. I found British themed slot machines!!!! I mean, it must be fate. All the signs are pointing accross the Atlantic. Haha.
So this morning my mom got up again at 6 so that she could get ready for bingo. She asked if my dad or I wanted to go with her. Hell no! It was fun, but 6 hours is a bit too long for me. We're going to meet up with her later and then I think she wants to take a drive to Mohegan Sun, which is like 15 minutes away. Apparently, some old lady in bingo yesterday told her that it is a nicer casino and much bigger. So we're going to go check it out and probably eat there. Sounds like a better plan than another marathon bingo night. It would round out the vacation at 16 hours of bingo for my mom and 12 for my dad and me. Thats about 10 hours too much for me.
I should probably go take a shower so that I can get ready. Then I can spend the day drinking and gambling like a degenerate.