Night Owl Cards

  A number of years ago I received some cards cut off a cereal box from a set that I had never heard of prior to seeing the cards.   I showed off the cards and said they were from the 1997 Wheaties set. That's about all I knew about them, but noted the Topps logo on the front and figured that it was one of those Topps-food issue partnerships that I knew so well growing up in the '70s and '80s.   Well, this is a '90s set, so it's got to be more complicated than that.   A week or two ago I claimed some more '97 Wheaties cards from the operator of the Baseball Cards Fan blog, who was offering them up through the great trading card giveaway thread on Bluesky. I figured I had 12 of the 30 cards in the set, I should do something already about the rest of them.   I didn't notice right away a difference between these cards and the ones I had already. I'm often not very observant.   But once I started entering these cards into TCDB, I figured it out. A couple o...

I don't do breakfast. I usually rouse myself out of my tree hole around 11 a.m. (although it's been a lot earlier lately for a variety of inconvenient reasons). By the time I'm ready for food, everyone else is at lunch. And because I consider lunch food infinitely more desirable than breakfast food, I simply slide into lunch with everyone else. Breakfast rarely exists in my world. This, no doubt, is heartbreaking news to whoever came up with the slogan, "breakfast is the most important meal of the day." They have no shot at shoving burnt toast and scalding coffee down my throat. The Eggo and Jimmy Dean people are powerless over me. I sound pretty smug about that, but I admit, this would be a tragedy if people were still putting baseball cards in and on cereal boxes. I'd have to eat cereal for lunch, I guess. Which would be quite the sacrifice because, boy, do I ever love sandwiches. Breakfast being the most important meal of the day would only mak...