Night Owl Cards

I am focusing on several card pursuits at once, per usual, and I hate how I drop one after a single purchase or two because my head turns for some hot "young" card thing (it's usually not "young," it's usually vintage). This is why I go so long between completing card sets.   So, I tried to focus on the 1969 Topps chase for a little while and did well enough to get through about three purchases, but then I got distracted by 1975 Hostess, which I felt like I was neglecting, so -- wham -- I placed some cash down on that the other day. But that was after vowing to get back into finishing the 1971 Laughlin World Series set, which I promptly dropped to get this:   Say hello to Harold Reese in all of his weathered glory. This is from 1950 Bowman, and I guess I can forgive myself for going off on a collecting tangent here.   I want to try to get some of the other 1950s Bowman Brooklyn Dodgers sets complete, or as complete as I can. But the only way for me to do th...

  I ran some errands yesterday and as I often do when I'm on that side of town, I journeyed through Target's monstrous parking lot to check out the card aisle, just for giggles. The reprieve on the plundering of card aisles that I came across only a month ago was no longer the case. Outside of a half dozen boxes of 2020 flagship complete sets, there were no baseball cards. Empty. I shrugged my shoulders and left the store. No loss. If people want to hoard 2020 cards, the cards that I find the least interesting of all the cards ever made, then go ahead. I'm not going to scream about sneakerheads and greedy ransackers like I see so many collectors do. I just don't care enough about current cards to care. Let them have it. They don't know what's good for them anyway. This weird pandemic-driven situation has actually sharpened my focus. I am far less scattered in my collecting than I've been at any point since I began this blog. Thanks to empty card aisles, I n...