Night Owl Cards

I had one of those ugly days at work yesterday. About as bad as it gets. A day that will linger into the months to come. That's how ugly. The next day, today, was a day off. And you know what that means: major decompression. Even if I wanted to do something today, the forces inside my body would conspire against me: "Do you know what happened to you yesterday???? Eat whatever you want! Do whatever you want! Sleep the entire damn day!" I can't resist the forces. I'm too weak from yesterday. So I hit the "decompress" button hard and shut down. No, I didn't sleep the entire damn day, but I did the next best mindless thing: I stuck stickers. Really, it's the proper thing to do when you can barely sit up. Find the right square. Peel. Stick. Do it again. That's the entire thought process. And, thanks to Bert at Swing And A Pop-Up , I received a whole bunch of stickers for the only sticker album I'm trying to fill -- the 1982 Topps St...