The rules are simple enough, as long as the other three players at the table are experienced and help a rookie along.
But then again, there may only be three players at the table. All three play as independent players instead of partners at a table of four. Because it is easier for them to not change tables, at least two stay in the same seat all night.
Throw the dice again if at least one of the three comes up on the number you are playing to collect. Roll quickly because you want to score as many points as possible before the players at the head table ring the bell.
The bell means that partners at the head table reached a combined score of 21 or maybe it’s 25. The winning or loosing partners at all other tables have to follow directions on the sign posted on their table. Move to table four. Or whatever.
Anytime during the rotation of play, if three ones come up – unless the play is for ones, your score reverts to zero.
Really, it is easy. Much easier than playing complex card games because everyone at the table helps keep score of the rolls. Quick rolls. Don’t shake and blow and do any little ritual with the dice. Pick them up and throw – try to keep all three on the table.
The game is called Bunco! http://www.dicegamedepot.com/bunco-rules/
It was a first for me. It only happens once a month at “The Creek” Phase II every third or maybe fourth Thursday. I will definately play again. If I get really good, maybe I can suggest that we play a round of Bunco at our next family reunion. It does require at least sixteen players – I think.
On the following night, another creekite and I were diligently cutting up blue plastic table cloths with pinking shears. One table cloth turned into twenty-eight place mats. Our goal was one hundred and twenty six placements for the 2016 Briarcreek Memorial USO tour. On Monday. We agreed to work until ten minutes before nine so my co-cutter would have time to run home in time to watch Hawaii 5 0.
The call came about eight fifteen. Did we want to go to a new karaoke club? Now!? Me, yay. Her, nay. We quickly tallied and realized our goal was within sight. Another clip ‘n cut session was already scheduled for Saturday late morning. Goal doable. She headed toward Hawaii, I headed home to gather up my purse, ID and money. My ride arrived a few minutes later…everything is pretty close in the creek.
Off we went. Not far from the creek borders. As we pulled into a parking space right in front of the place, two or three young punk looking kids were hanging out. At some point while we awaited our food order, the waiter came by the table. We were on lock-down. Police were called; our food was delayed because the waiter doubles as security.
Meanwhile, my karaoke friend poured through the book and filled out song slips. I was trying to discreatly capture candid shots of Willie Nelson and Johnny Cash sitting in the booth over my friend’s shoulder. Both appeared to be snoozing; maybe meditating awaiting their call to the mike. Willie raised his head just as I was going to click my phone. He looked more like Willie in the snooze pose. Johnny Cash was well appointed with the glasses, hair (dyed black) side burns, black shirt, finger blings, boots. Missed photo op on him too.
They finally got the call, first Willie performed and he was good. As he stumbled back to the booth, I was uncertain if it was part of the act, if he downed one too many of whatever he was drinking, or just old. Johnny Cash was a similar round of performance and staggering. Lock down was cleared and they left with a woman who finished her performance as herself, I’m guessing. The three left together. I’m hoping she was the designated driver. They mentioned that they were heading to…? Elaine’s? The Lanes? There were many performers waiting for their turn, so it was clear that the two names were not going to have another opportunity here.
The KJ (Karaoke Jockey) was finishing up at ten…or eleven. I was just along for the people watching and listening. It was evident that so far everyone really could sing which meant I was not going to even attempt to. My friend did one or two songs which another regular groupy recorded as she did for everyone. She was asking permission to post it on You-Tube under the voice of Tampa Bay. This was all a first for me. Never heard of a KJ or present for You-Tube pre-post. A lock down. Willie Nelson, Johnny Cash – sensory overload.
When the KJ folded, we headed to “The Lanes.” A not too far away bowling alley. Small bar, small crowd, a karaoke devotee bonanza until 1 a.m. My friend sang her heart out a couple of times, even did a duet with the KJ! This collection of crooners even better (sober) than the previous crowd – mostly. A couple tried to encourage me to sing – even helped me find the right song. No way was I doing this tonight. Maybe next time. I’m sure there will be a next time.
My brother-in-law can sing – he’ll let me sing back up for him or play air guitar. Then I’ll have my moment. Maybe.