Night Owl Cards

I am pleased to say that I have figured out a way to win card contests again. It was getting a little scary there for awhile. Months and months without receiving free cards. How is one supposed to go on? But in a short period of time, I've weaseled cards out of four contests. I don't even think I won all four, but I'm still getting cards. That's how the magical, mystical card blog world rolls. The cards from the first contest winnings have been sitting patiently for some time now. I think I've been avoiding them because I don't want to bring up the ugliness of forgetting who sent the cards. Remember this card? I displayed it on a long post of puzzlement in which I had no idea who sent it. Well, thankfully, Dan from The Other World alerted me that, duh, he sent the cards, and, duh, they were from a contest he's running, and, duh, you entered the contest, so, duh, you should remember. But he said it much more nicely. Dan also mentioned th...

That's what I kept telling myself earlier today while holding the steering wheel in a death grip, head hunched over the dashboard, in a desperate bid to see through the patch of windshield that hadn't frozen over. I'm telling you, there is nothing that will make you feel more alive than driving through white-out conditions. If you ever get bored with your situation, I'm inviting you up here for an invigorating spin down the interstate. It's as close as you'll get to driving while blind. So, yeah, I didn't make it to the card show. I drove about five miles, tried to get off at the next exit, couldn't SEE the exit ramp, drove for another terrifying couple more miles, then turned around for home. That makes two years in a row I didn't attend the January card show. Like last year, I'll wait until April for another one to come around. But unlike last year, I didn't sulk much. There's a couple of reasons for that. One of them is I'v...