18 May 2007
Jeff and I had very different upbringings. Sometimes I don’t know if it’s because of regional or class differences.
Tonight we saw a commercial for KMart tonight that referenced the “blue light special.” I asked Jeff if he remembered as a child hearing the KMart manager get on the loudspeaker to announce a Blue Light Special for the next 10 minutes. You’d search the store for the little cart with the flashing blue light on a pole. I’m pretty sure I remember the store manager being there and handing out lollipops to kids who found the blue light. Jeff said he never shopped at KMart growing up (but didn’t think there were any around him).
Anyway, we saw that commercial during the new National Bingo Night game show, which I made Jeff watch/play with me (I printed out a bunch of cards online). My mom used to be a huge bingo fanatic, and I went a couple of times with her after I turned 18 (the legal age for bingo players in Alabama). Jeff laughed at me as I folded the printouts over to consolidate my row of cards, Crayola marker at the ready as a makeshift dauber. The only thing I was missing was a line of troll dolls for good luck. I came pretty close, but “No Bingo!”
I love Jeff’s mom, but I know she’s never seen the inside of a Bingo hall…