I have covered this phenomenon before, but it seems my mailbox is always jam packed on Mondays, as though the post office does everything on Sundays. Either that, or Monday is the regular delivery guy's day off and he leaves the bulk of the heavy lifting to the fill in. I would be easily persuaded to believe either theory.
Today's odd twist is that all of the letters in the box today were short ones - #8 to use the vernacular as opposed to #10 (business size). Well, all except that one large manilla envelope. One envelope to rule them all!
So enough postal jargon and minutiae, what goodies are inside these? Let's take a look:
Two of those top three were straight impulse buys. I like those 2008 Stadium Club base cards, even if the whole set and execution of that product was a disaster, and that Magglio called to me. That Sidney Johnson is not only a nifty photo but a card #527 I did not have, so it is easy to see why I sniped that one up. The top left card is a manu-patch silk card thingy from this year's Topps flagship of Matt Harvey's rookie card. I wouldn't pay money for that thing, but I was happy to nab it for much less than the GIN credit price. The Matt Moore is from this year's Heritage and since I am fond of the design, I thought maybe I would put together a page of these badboys. The Heritage Chrome refractors always seem extra shiny to me for some reason. Oooooo shiny.... The bottom row is a batch of Walmart parallels from this year that I got on Listia, yet another type of card I will never pay money for, at least not from the source that is. I will put together a page from these. I now have two of the three retail parallel pages covered with just Toys 'R' Us not represented. I kinda like the odd symmetry that the colors are blue, red, and purple - it's a color wheel thing. Okay, I am rambling now. Last but not least is the little packet there. While I am 99.99% certain my mother does not read my blog, inside that homemade little pouch is part of my mom's Mothers Day present, so I will err on the side of caution and not reveal what's in that until after the first Sunday of May. And no, it is not a Saints football card; I have offered my mom those on countless occasions and she always says "that's nice, but what the hell am I supposed to do with this..." so I don't even try to give them to her anymore. Moms? Amirite?