Night Owl Cards

This is my seventh straight day of work. The dog's sick, too. So I'm pretty exhausted. But I have just enough energy to name some set designs. I haven't done much of this lately, other than name 2015 Topps the sonar set, and I feel like being pretty random. So let's start randomly with 2002. 2002 Topps could be all about the ribbons, but it's not because of the remarkably off-putting gold color on every card. The border color is the overwhelming "star" of this set. I could be mean and call it the "vomit set," since it's probably what an entire binder of this set looks like -- like someone puked all over the binder. But let's have a bit of decorum. To me, this set reminds me of one thing: Brown mustard. I love mustard. And now I like 2002 Topps a little bit better. I'm calling 2002 Topps the "brown mustard set." If Gulden's or French's or Gray Poupon want to sponsor Define the Design then I...

I hate to get all grandpa on you, but it's on my mind, so you're going to read it. I was looking at this fine Upper Deck card sent to me by madding of Cards on Cards, tilting the card this way and that to figure out what the heck was written on it, when it occurred to me: I'm SICK of TILTING cards! Now, tilting to see a second or third image on a Sportflic item, or tilting to see the rainbowosity of a refractor is one thing. As much as I'd like to absorb everything on a card with a single glance while it's lying flat, I do see the point of truly playing with your cards. It makes the hobby more fun. But tilting every which way in order to READ what the heck is on the front of the card is getting way old. I'm not 65 years old. I don't need bifocals. I have excellent eyesight. Stop making me feel like I play bingo every Monday. Gold and silver foil is cool in moderation, but I don't think it needs to go on lettering anymore. As much as I liked this year...