Night Owl Cards

     USPS-delivered packages to my home have been sporadic in the last week or two as has been the case through most of the country.   Even though various package-tracking tools listed my packages as arriving by certain dates last week, I received no mail on Wednesday and no mail again on Saturday. A foot-plus of snow did land on the abode Saturday so that may have something to do with it, but that's a rather swift drop from that neither-snow-rain-nor-gloom-of-night promise I've been hearing all my life.   Obviously, postal deliverers have legitimate reasons for being late this season, this year. But it does get frustrating when an anniversary gift you ordered a full month before Christmas arrives three days after Christmas.   However, I wasn't too upset because today, I got mail!!!   I was thrilled. The mailbox was stuffed, because obviously my packages had been living in whatever abandoned weigh station was their home since before Christmas day. Car...

Fellow Supertrader Junior Junkie fired off one last post office salvo before disappearing into the world of first-time parenthood recently. I completely understand why he did -- who knows when he'd be able to send out packages again? Those babies are harsh taskmasters. Anytime anyone has a child for the first time, it reminds me of when my daughter was born, and all of the things that went along with it. Sure, there was uncertainty and wonder and endless diaper changing. I always figured that the diaper-changing would be the worst part of new parenthood. But you end up changing diapers so frequently during a single day that it becomes as mundane as anything else you do multiple times a day. No, it's not the diapering that I remember the most. It's the lack of sleep. I have never been so tired -- and there are a lot of times when I have been exhausted in a lot of different situations -- than when I was the daddy to a newborn child. You know going in that it's...