I'm exhausted. Yet again I'm writing at midnight. I've come to accept that midnight is when I'm most inspired to write. The problem stems from the day's activities, which were strenuous and I will be quite sore in the upper body after my muscles decide to start complaining. Top that off with a lack of food until 10:30 tonight. Yes, I didn't eat - or drink - anything all day. I should have took a break and had some lunch, but I was on a mission and stuck with it until the end.
So, with another dozen emails to reply to and about 40 posts to catch up on from this morning, I'm about to go to bed. (You're reading this at 3pm Pacific time, but remember, it's midnight as I type this.) I hereby provide you with a bunch of cards I picked up on Sportlots toward set building.
One of the dealers used the last two cards as bookends for my order, which is fine by me! They both fit into my World Series awards collection.
Now, I'm tired! Goodnight! Or good afternoon! ... I can't end on that. Here's a video to play me out.