Night Owl Cards

  I spent a lot of the first 25 years of my life reading.   From baseball books and magazines to classic novels to periodicals about world affairs, the scene was the same: I'd hop on my bed, prop my head on the pillow and kick back, where I have memories still of myself facing the ceiling, reading Ball Four, The Bronx Zoo, The Boys Of Summer and so many others.   This ritual survived through college and even after entering the work world and getting married, I'd still regularly read books (although seated on the couch by now) and accumulate a modest library.   Something happened though around when I first became a parent. Spare time was rare and often I was way too tired to read, instead switching on the television. Then, by the time my daughter was starting out in grade school, I found baseball cards again. That hobby took the place of my reading hobby.   Then came the internet, and the blog, and hundreds of other blogs to read, and then everything baseball-y I...