Poker Chips!

When I found out Laurel was pregnant, I realized that soon we would be having money issues, and I would not be able to waste money on a complete vanity item for at least two more decades. So I got custom-made poker chips on my credit card in a hurry. I've wanted to design my own poker chips since graduate school, and even though I should regret having spent the money, I actually don't. I love them so.

With any luck, my daughter will be an amazing card player and she will grow up knowing that the day she can beat me two out of three sessions the chips will be hers. Then, after she has done so, we will change it to "four out of seven" then "her fourteenth birthday" then "her twenty-first birthday." Finally, when she is about to get on the plane to Monte Carlo to hustle some evil card-playing Count, in order to bankrupt him and free a tiny village of enslaved peasants, I will hand her the case of chips and say, "Do us proud, honey, do us proud."

I chose five colors, and a designed the front and back images. Then my friend Josh, a graphic designer, "vectorized" my designs and "cleaned them up" and "changed things radically" so they wouldn't "suck". Here is the final result!

 

Here's a close-up scan:

 

...and here they all are, just waiting to bankrupt an evil Count:

(The colors are a bit muted because these pictures were taken when they first arrived. As they were played with, the dustiness went away and they became brighter.)

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