Night Owl Cards

I was back at the dollar store that sells cards today. It was in the general vicinity of where I bought my wife's Mother's Day present (no, I didn't buy the present at the dollar store. Don't get huffy). I know I've talked about watching my card budget and buying 2009 cards like UD First Edition. That's all lovely for current cards, but there is no beating what I find at this dollar store, at least among your retail options. I've developed a strategy for my trips to the store. I know what bags hold the football and basketball cards, which I don't want. And I've struck upon just the right "shaking" strategy to make sure I don't end up with this anymore. I suppose you could consider this "pack searching," except I don't harm any of the cards doing this or open the bags either. Today I bought six bags for 6 bucks plus tax. I ended up with no non-baseball cards and I counted maybe a dozen doubles out of 210 cards. And ...

(Does anyone appreciate a good laugh more than a card collector? For the most part, collectors are adults who never grew up. The less serious the topic the better. I, for one, fit that description. Give me a side-splitter and some cards and I'm all set. Here's another edition of Cardboard Appreciation. This is the 18th in a series): It isn't often that the sight of a baseball card elicits spontaneous laughter, but that's what this card did when I received it in the mail on Saturday. I know all about Hunter's mugging for the baseball card camera. And somewhere in my hazy memory I think I might have actually seen Hunter execute this same pose on some baseball show somewhere. But those facts didn't diminish my enjoyment of this card when I first saw it. It's a great shot. Baseball is a game. It's fun. And there should always be room for goofy in baseball. People get too serious about this sport. They get too serious about life. Everyone needs to loosen up ...