I envision a product so mighty that it can only be crafted by the masters who labor in the workshops of Hammacher Schlemmer, marketed by the journeymen who forge hot copy into seductive ads for the readers of the SkyMall catalogue, and purchased by apprentices starting off on the long road of life in these or any other united states. Imagine, if you can, a bag such as is worn by the godless young people of today. Not quite as large as a messenger bag, it nevertheless hangs by a single strap over a single shoulder. Superadd to the strap slots to accomodate the placement of chips of many colors, red white blue and more if need be, though not to an excessive quantity (practicality is yet wanted, and accomodations for dice and a deck of cards to be strapped to the strapping strap). A rigid side to the sack (that which faces thighward) allows for the playing of games of chance and skill, and within the lining, Hoyle's Rules of Games in miniature, and a magnifying glass. Call it The Gambolier - a bandolier for the gamboling gambler.
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I can vaguely imagine unbearable hipster types really getting into gambling for its obsolescent appeal.
Posted by: dave zacuto | April 26, 2005 at 01:36 AM
So, you want a purse?
Posted by: Chopper | April 26, 2005 at 08:16 PM