I have wantlists to fulfill, packages to seal, sketch cards to draw, videos to make and ponies to watch and even some actual work work I need to finish tonight. Oviously I spend my precious time farting around on teh interwebs catching up on blogs. I see this post by Play at the Plate lamenting that retail wax is for suckers. I chuckle to myself knowing that ALL wax is for suckers. A few transmogrified cards are shown in the post so I head over to the Topps Diamond Giveaway site so I can star clearing out all the dumb trades that get offered to me. I had knocked out a couple three dozen before I got the this beauty:
McCann for Chipper. How quaint. I've also been offered Prado, Hanson, Hudson, Jurrjens and about 20 Mike Minors for Chipper. Why doesn't someone offer me a damn Heyward for Chipper, I'd instantly drop dead from mixed emotions and wouldn't have to deal with this site ever again. Oh well, scroll, scroll....
What the duece? Someone offered me a Heyward?? Wait... that's MY side of the card aisle!!
YES YES YES
MINE MINE MINE
YES. ALL TEN HOURS WORTH. YOU HAVE TO WATCH THAT ENTIRE VIDEO TO UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS MOMENT.
Aww forget it, I'll just dump my happy reaction face folder again.