I've enjoyed the good times at High Stakes Bingo night twice, and both were out of this world…read moreamazing (even though we didn't win ). The best part is that you're able to bring your own food and drinks (yeah the good kind ), so while you're dobbin', you can also be bobbin'.

many complaints to the gambling commission and no trust in the staff and leadership since they…read morecontinued to advantage some players and not others. won't get my business going forward.

we have came here 4x now won once on bingo ever since havent won goin tomm see if one of us will…read morewin this time around will be our fifth time so one of us has to hahaha some foods are good popcorn is awesome n lemon pie employees are nice and will help as well so we shall see tomm march 5th 2026 see if one of us will win this time see ya there

I paid $60 for an electronic board for bingo. I won nothing. I sat for SO long. You barely have…read moretime to run off to use the facilities or grab a snack. Why do you pay for an electronic bingo board if you have to say BINGO even though you have a bingo on the screen? Why doesn't it notify anyone automatically? It is my second visit and the only reason I went was because family from out of town wanted to go. I will not visit again.

I had heard many wonderful fun things about Gay Bingo and when I had a chance to attend this past…read moreSaturday's Pirate Gay Bingo event I jumped at it. Due to Sonic game traffic I arrive late and stressed out but guess what that was OK because at 7:15pm they still had not started yet! I find the table I'm assigned too and it's probably the shittiest table there, it may have been in the front row but it back in the far corner where you couldn't see the stage and the sound was horrible but hey it's a fund raiser for the Lifelong AIDS Alliance what's girl to do, I couldn't really bitch and moan about it could I? For those not in the know Gay Bingo is, Seattle's wildest and wackiest fundraiser, hosted by 7'2" drag queen extraordinaire GLAMAZONIA, with assistance from Miss Intermission and the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, Gay Bingo is a wild night of cash prizes, costumes and music --- all while playing bingo! (Stolen from their website) The first game starts and couldn't see or hear the numbers being called so I had to keep asking others at my table for help and I'm not that old. I finally move seats so I could attempt to see the Bingo board, I can hear better but not see any better, go figure. This goes on for 14 games of Bingo, with your admission in you get 10 games for $20 and can buy four other special games once you get there, I opted for just the 10 games and was content with just them. Anways, I guess I should get to the meat of it, Gay Bingo is for fun and great for socializing and donating money it's not for the serious Bingo player, please note I'm not a serious Bingo player this was only my third time playing bingo EVER. It was fun and entertaining watching the drunken gay boys dressed as pirates smack each other upside the head and the ass with their swords. Would I go back sure if I was guaranteed a better table front and center where all the action was so I could see what's going on if not I'd rather support them in some other way like writing a check out or something.

Went to Casino night, I didn't win at Bingo. I know it's a fundraiser, but there has to be some…read morestandards! The drinks were SO watered down (14 bucks for two pink drinks that tasted like Kool aid) and I was sorta grossed out by the bar person making change, making drinks, and then sticking her fingers in the cherries to plunk into my drink. Blech. Anyway, everything there is overpriced but it's for a good cause. 25 bucks for the regular games, 10 bucks for the special games. The entertainment was fine, with the lovely Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence parading around in their 6 inch heels and fantastic makeup, and there was a burlesque dancer who wasn't very sexy but was still fun to see her tasseled ta-ta's doing their thing. The chick who called numbers during the second half, Miss Intermission, was seriously obnoxious and her voice peeled the lenses right off my eyeballs. I wouldn't go back because it's loud, my ears were ringing for hours afterwards. I'm not that sensitive; I go to sports events and concerts and don't feel like I'm going deaf, but this was just horrific. Also, we were in the very back and it was hard to see the numbers and the stage, even though we had reserved tables. The table next to us had the rollergirls; those ladies look tough and I wouldn't want to run into them on the rink! They were funny and really enjoyed their night, which rubbed off on us, in a nice way. Go Rollergirls! Anyway, it was fun, but I've done the Castro at Halloween and Folsom Street and the SF Gay Parade, so none of it was particularly "Oh My GAWD" for me, it was just more of the same campy stuff I've seen since the 80's. I wouldn't ride the train up and get a hotel room overnight for it again. It was expensive and in the end, I really didn't have a great time. I'm glad I got to donate to charity and see some friends. Next time I'll just send a check to Rosehedge (rosehedge.org, AIDS Housing and Healthcare for Seattle), where my friends are on the board of directors and hit me up for a donation every year.

Rudest staff in state. Been in trouble from gambling commission for many violations and yet they…read moredon't fire the staff.

We dropped in Wednesday after Dinner at Tim's…read more The Spar Pole is clean, friendly and has a very pleasant Wednesday evening Bar maid. Full bar and wide beer selection. We'll visit again only next time we'll order wings, too.

**Soul Pole Bar: A Transcendent Experience Wrapped in Enigma**…read more Oh, *Soul Pole*! A name so potent, so evocative, so downright mysterious that I feel compelled to sip deeply from a drink just to ponder its meaning. Does the **Soul Pole** guide weary travelers toward nirvana? Is it a **cosmic beacon**, planted firmly in the earth to mark the exact center of revelry? Is it, perhaps, the *literal pole* around which the very essence of joy and good times swirl? I do not know--but what I *do* know is that this bar is **absolute perfection**. Let us begin with the **drinks**--for at Soul Pole, they do not merely serve beverages; they craft **elixirs of pure delight**. The cocktails? **Divine.** The beer? **Cold enough to make time itself shudder.** The spirits? **Strong enough to awaken forgotten wisdom from deep within one's soul.** One sip and you wonder--*Is this the true meaning of the Pole?* Is this what it leads us to? And the **staff**! Gracious, swift, and seemingly imbued with the knowledge of all things bar-related. Ask for a recommendation, and you will receive not just a suggestion, but **an oracle's prophecy**, guiding you toward the drink destined to complete your evening. They serve with precision, with warmth, with an energy that makes one wonder--*Are they the guardians of the Soul Pole itself?* Do they **understand** what it means, yet refuse to share its secrets? The ambiance? **Unmatched.** The kind of place that makes you feel **instant belonging**, as though you have arrived at some sacred site where all travelers of the night are welcome, where worries dissolve, and where laughter is currency. And yet, amid the excellence, the revelry, the **magnificence**, the question lingers... *What is the Soul Pole?* Is it a philosophy? A calling? A literal pole hidden in a back room, known only to those initiated into its mysteries? Is it **both everything and nothing**? Whatever the answer, know this--Soul Pole Bar is **legendary**. It is **flawless**. It is **worthy of poetic devotion**. And if, one day, the meaning of the Pole is revealed, I shall raise a glass in its honor and whisper--*Finally, I understand.* Until then--five stars, eternal gratitude, and one very perplexed but satisfied customer.