Thursdays always bring me the same errands and appointments, I am kind of a creature of habit that way. I like to have one day a week where I bang out the nonsense chores and I have found it is infinitely easier to do it on a weekday rather than a weekend. I usually try to interject some fun into the slog of doctors and pharmacies and supermarkets, so I always stop in the card aisle of Target when my day finds me there. I had seen on some other blogs that Heritage packs had been spotted in retail settings so today I made sure I got to the right spot. Alas, it was not to be. Two Targets, zero packs of Heritage found. But there was a fine consolation prize...
A discounted Pete Rose The Living Legend blaster. I have seen this product in a few different places and think I bought a single pack of it at one point during a former trip to Target. I had even seen it in this cheap form amongst the blogs, but I had never come across this kind of autograph-promising blaster. I decided to take my chances, because really, what are the odds Leaf would ever properly fill a redemption card from this product? I tore it open and boom!
I got an autograph right in the box, just like it said. It was even already nestled in a top loader. So that's a pretty good trip, I got me a Pete Rose autograph for $13. It is a halfway decent picture on the card - though it is a sticker - and in my estimation there is even a 50% chance he signed it himself and not some assistant or his crazy Asian girlfriend. The other 60 cards in the box are mostly filler, though I am sure I will make a page out of them. The real interesting ones are pictures of Pete in an Expos uniform or highlighting his horrible haircut and/or fashion choices. The man was one of the highest paid players in the league during the 70's, you'd think he could get someone to do better by him, look wise.
That blaster was the only card related thing I bought at either Target today, a rare display of restraint by yours truly. But then I was driving home and I felt empty and unfulfilled. What I really wanted was Heritage and a Pete Rose autograph, no matter how cool, was not going to cut it. So while I was trapped in traffic at the 4 and 17 interchange, I darted up route 4 instead of heading up 17 and made a beeline to the one store I knew would have Heritage, a hobby shop.
So this evening I will chill out with some terrible TV and tear this bad boy open, my first hobby box of Heritage in 6 years. Some Thursdays, I will not be denied.