Night Owl Cards

(Happy Sweetest Day. I had never heard of this day until I worked in a department store full of women when I was in college. They all seemed to have heard of it, and I didn't mind because they gave me candy. (*Sigh*). It's been a long time since anyone wished me a Happy Sweetest Day. Let's move on to baseball. This is Cardboard Appreciation. It's the 248th in a series): I am treading lightly here, because the last time I posted a Cardboard Appreciation card, it wasn't able to muster a single comment. That is very rare for this blog. It had been almost three years to the day since a post had not produced a comment. I got the message. You want star power. You want '90s technology. You want oddity and thrills all in the same card! I think I have that here. Like the Mike Piazza Slideshow card I showed a few days ago , I have had my eyes on this Piazza Cheap Seats insert for years. I've never pulled the trigger on it until a couple of weeks ago becau...

I've mentioned before that my brain doesn't fully comprehend die cuts. The die cut phenomenon started in the 1990s, right when I stopped collecting. And it flourished while I was blissfully unaware of cards. Because I didn't get in on the ground floor on die cuts, I still look at them with puzzlement. There is a lot of "why?" and "what's that supposed to be?" But that doesn't mean I don't like them. I like them a lot. It's nice to say "I have no idea what that is. But I love it." It's freeing. It's like looking at a painting in an art gallery. What is it? Who the hell knows? But it looks cool. Still, there is part of me that stares at the die cuts and tries to determine what I see in them. They're like a Rorschach inkblot test or puffy clouds in the sky. What do YOU see in that die cut? For instance, take this die cut from last year's Bowman Platinum that I received from Sam at The Daily Dimwit . What ...