I got home last night, and William was laying on the floor in the upstairs hallway with his butt up in the air. He’d just woken up, so he was a little groggy. As I was talking to him, he said “You got poker chips.” at which point I started laughing. I told Erin - next time you get me a present and you want it to stay secret until you give it to me…Don’t tell William :)
So, yeah, Erin, the kids, and my parents chipped in and got me a nice set of poker chips for my birthday. They’re pretty nice, have a nice weight to them, and they look like they’ll be durable. I had previously scouted chips on eBay quite a while back, so I thought I’d see what was available, in case I could get a different pattern or something. The thing with poker chips is that shipping them is expensive :) Anyway, I spent some time reading a feedback war between one seller (18000 ratings, 95% positive) and one buyer (250 ratings, most of the negatives from the same seller) It was amusing at first, but in the end, even though it would have been interesting to see what the chips looked like (and it seemed like a good deal until you factored in the cost of shipping) I decided to stick with what I’ve got, since they’re pretty nice chips.
I’ve been trying to get a poker game together for this weekend, but it looks like a lot of people are out of town, so it’s not likely going to happen. Maybe next weekend or something, who knows (though I’ve only heard back from one person positive and one negative on this week even.) We’ll see.
So, it’s the long weekend, and hopefully the weather cooperates so we can take in the fireworks tomorrow night. I think William is getting to the age where he’ll appreciate them enough to put up with the traffic headache.
Simpson’s quote of the day: “I’ll have you know the contents of that dumpster are private! You stick your nose in, you’ll be violating attorney-dumpster confidentiality.” - Lionel Hutz- 2 comments