Night Owl Cards

Toward the end of my visit to the antique shop, I unearthed a junk wax haven. This is the same place where I nabbed the Major League Writers set. There was all kinds of stuff from the late '80s/early '90s there. Sealed wax of '91 Donruss, 90210 cards, Score Young Superstars (I actually bought a box of those because it was the 1990 set and I needed the Dodgers. Unfortunately, one of them was missing). Then, I spied them: A-Team cards. From 1983. 3 packs for $1.00 Why I bought only 3 packs instead of the 15 or so that were there is a mystery that they will still be trying to unravel long after I'm gone. But, yeah, I have only three packs of one of the greatest and stupidest shows to ever air on American television. If you were young, male and breathing in 1983, you loved this hour of senseless drivel. I was hooked on shows like this back then. "Emergency" begat "CHiPS," which begat "The Dukes of Hazzard," which begat "...

When I am writing blog posts late at night, I almost always play music on my computer in the background. It helps me think. Although I am at an age where I should despise modern music, I don't. Not all of it anyway. I like a wide variety. But more often than not, I'll go back to the good ol ' days for my background tunes. And for me, that is the '80s, when I want to remember high school and college, and the '70s, when I want to remember childhood. So that's where the deaths of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcett hit me, right in the middle of memories that I will always treasure. Michael Jackson's music was the soundtrack to my senior year in high school. "Beat It" was the anthem to the final four months before graduation, and freedom. You were nothing, and I mean nothing, if you didn't own the album "Thriller." You name a month in 1983 or 1984 and I can tell you what the hit Michael Jackson song was at that time. Farrah Fawcett wa...