Night Owl Cards

  A couple of months ago I ran a Dodgers card giveaway in hopes that collectors would both relieve me of some of my many, many dupes and also enjoy what I was sending.   There wasn't much of a response. Four or five folks. Blogging giveaways aren't what they once were. Plus there are all those deluded Yankees and Giants fans who have yet to come to grips with the one true team 😃. What I did send made somewhat of a dent, but there is so much left.   Meanwhile, the collectors who took me up on the offer were appreciative. One collector, Jeremy, even sent something back. He didn't have to. But it's nice to know that he really liked the cards. In fact, his two kids did, too, and sent a couple of drawings.   It's great seeing young Dodger fans. They're so rare around here.   The goodies in the box mostly came from Dodger Stadium giveaways, I think. Those drinking cups at the top recognize the Dodgers' World Series title, appearance in the postseason and Opening ...

  I've said many times that I try to keep my collecting to cards. There's not enough room for extras like memorabilia and bobbleheads and various knickknacks. Besides, a lot of that stuff doesn't appeal to me. But if you know the code, i.e. what makes me tick, then you might be able to find an "in" into my collection without throwing cardboard pictures at me. I've got two examples. Recently, I received an email from a blog reader, Stephen, who said a few nice words about my blog and offered up something that he thought would fit nicely into my collection. That is a custom-made 1975 Topps-themed box. Am I tempted to pull my entire '75 Topps complete set out of its binder and throw it into this box? Yes, yes I am. This box is 1975 through-and-through with all but the bottom panel containing a color combo from that year. Side panels. End panels.   Open the box and another '75 Topps color theme greets you. I used a card sample at the top of the post to ref...

  I tell myself I do not have the space, nor the time or money, for non-card collectibles. I shun bobbleheads and Funkos, keychains and other trinkets, bats, balls, jerseys and other assorted placemats and pillow cases that Koufax or Drysdale might have dined off or slept upon. It's a good act I put on, and in a way, it's helped cut down on the clutter ... a little. Because, truthfully, I think some of that stuff -- that non-card stuff -- is pretty cool. I dug the above "baseball boy" out of a box in the attic just now. No, I don't exactly think it's cool. It's kind of adorable and creepy at the same time. It was painted by my mother, back when she went to ceramic classes when I was 14. She made a Dodger-themed one for me (yes, Ron Cey's number!), a Red Sox-themed one for my brother and an Oriole-themed one for my other brother. We didn't really know what to do with them. So we put them on a shelf in our bedrooms and ignored them for years while th...