November 26 09

I’m trying to decide if I should just redirect you over to Aiming Low, where I have a post up about all the things for which I am thankful and it’s a 16 item list that is chock full of nuggets such as being thankful for the fact that Isabella still mispronounces the word vanilla (it’s always vallina) and being thankful for the untag button on facebook. It’s almost worth a cross-post, it’s that good. But, you know, I’ve always got something to say, although, as I sit here at my parents’ kitchen table, disgustingly full from the Maggiano’s takeout carbapalooza we just ate to get ready for the half-marathon and full marathons we are all running tomorrow – well, everyone but me…but, you know, I didn’t want to feel left out…and I’m watching the desserts cross my path…red velvet cake, coconut cake, pumpkin cheesecake, pumpkin pie, homemade reese’s cups…my brain is thinking of nothing but FOOD. Like the great Jenna Maroney says, “ME WANT FOOD!”

But I did promise to try to make it through THE LIST of very important things I need to tell you…like how last week I was scooping out Indy’s dinner for him (the glamorous life I lead!) and I found, inside his bag of dog food, a doggie trading card.


I shit you not. I pull out Ozzy the Yorkshire Terrier and Indy looks at me, cocks his head, and is all “fuck! I’ve already got three Ozzys! I wonder if someone will trade me for Joplin the Bulldog?” and then I look at these cards and seriously have to wonder why the heck they put these in my dog’s food? For him? FOR ME? SERIOUSLY?

All it makes me think of is that time when I saw these two boys trading RABBI CARDS. Yes, rabbi cards. oh, yes, the Torah Personalities. I mean, it’s kind of the same thing, you see these boys getting all excited about trading a Rav Meltzer for a Rav Moshe Feinstein, and you have to wonder why the heck they make these cards? I mean, sure, I was a card collector..BIG TIME. Basketball cards. (sigh. ducks head. in high school) (I swear that I didn’t collect anything else weird) and while now I cackle whenever I am at my mom’s house and see the stacks of binders filled with basketball cards of players I don’t even remember, but at the time there was method to that madness…there was the 1961 Fleer Wilt Chamberlain rookie card I had in my possession. It was so beautiful. and in mint condition, to boot. and actually, you know, worth something. Well, it was worth something until somehow it ended up possessing a bent corner and I’m sure I cried about it for more than 2 whole days, which was a long time in those days. and I prayed for someone like that dude in Toy Story who fixed Woody all up and made him look all mint again. I needed him. The chicken suit dude. What the hell was his name.You know, the toy barn dude. Oh, where the hell is that etch-a-sketch when I need it?


I guess I shouldn’t judge because my son collects yu-gi-oh cards and all sorts of other weird boy toys that I totally don’t understand but I can sure as hell bet would yield him about as much moolah as a mint Joplin the Bulldog or a Rav Yonason Steif or a BENT Wilt Chamberlain.

Maybe I really just should have directed you over to Aiming Low

  1. I’m off to check at Aiming Low! I collected anything Hello Kitty, part of my 1/2 oriental passion for unbearable cuteness. Hello Kitty just celebrated its 35th anniversary, GULP! Too bad about the half, if it makes you feel better pray for it to rain on me Sunday at the Seattle 1/2! Happy American Thanksgiving!

    Comment by NaomiJesson on November 26, 2009
  2. they make basketball cards?!

    Comment by heather... on November 26, 2009
  3. Mmmmmm…..I LOVE Maggiano’s. I have some basketball cards in my collection but mostly baseball. I’m not usually a post-whore, but I did just write about collections.

    Comment by Hockeyman on November 26, 2009
  4. Had you mentioned the Maggiano’s sooner I might have gotten here faster…

    Comment by Heather B. on November 26, 2009
  5. I swear every time I open a new bag I think the same thing – but then only a few days ago I opened to find a trading card AND how I could create my on Virtual Trading Card…AND if it couldn’t get any better it included how to have a chance to have the trading card of my Cat possible be in future bags of cat food… Seriously?

    I do have to say my 4 year old was all over the trading card which was a big heck NO – I am fine with smelly stickers but a cat food smelling cat trading card – heck no. The only thing smelling of cat food is the darn cat.

    Comment by Laura on November 26, 2009
  6. That’s hilarious – you should get him a little round the neck baggie to carry his trading cards in – then next time he’s in the park with his doggie mates they can sit down and do some swapsies!

    I can just hear the conversation… “Has anyone got Perky Poodle!? I just NEEEEEEED that one!”

    Comment by pixielation on November 27, 2009
  7. Boy, you were such a dork! You didn’t collect anything cool like I did. You know, like Garbage Pail Kids. Which I still have in my office right now!

    Comment by Avitable on November 27, 2009
  8. Hahaha that is awesome! I need to get me some of those kitty cat trading cards. Kittiesssss!
    .-= Cassie´s last blog ..I like food. Alot. Probably too much. =-.

    Comment by Cassie on November 27, 2009
  9. I don’t think I ever collected any cards. I cut photos of people out of the newspaper and magazines (Alberto Tomba and Christian Laettner, to name a few.) (hangs head in shame)

    Also, what brand of dog food is this? Because I’m SERIOUSLY needing to collect some cat cards! #spinstertweets

    Comment by Kristabella on November 30, 2009

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