horrible, wretched, frustrating week, the kind that makes you feel as if there's pressure building up in your head to the degree that your ears itch. So I'm going to take a few moments here to compile some pleasing cards. Because. It's a Pleasing Card Intermission. A PCI, if you will. A medical leave of sorts. I'm working on it right now, and soon James T. and I will present a post that is pleasing. A pleasing post. In the meantime, I also want to thank you all for keeping the baseball card blogularium churning in such a way that there are always some fun and informative posts to read. It's like Pandora's Box...always, there's hope.
By the way, as food for thought while we package our post, do you know what kind of lights Noah used on his ark?
Thank you to the erudite Rod for the nifty Star Trek cards.
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