You ever have that dream...

...where everybody's snipe fails, except for yours, and you wind up winning a card dirt cheap? Yeah, me either. But I wish it would happen one of these days.

"My father would womanize, he would drink. He would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. Our childhood was typical. Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When we were insolent we were placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds - pretty standard really."
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joe
How about this one... a while back I dreamed that I woke up in the '50's and the first thing I thought of was to run out and buy up all the wax packs I could find... but the dream was a nightmare when the store clerk called the police when I tried to pay with a 2006 $20 bill.
Go Phillies
But as a board member, you would pay a fair market value. Kinda the reverse of our saving of the little old ladies who might get taken advantage of by the overcharging sellers.
<< <i>Andy, sounds like your living in a card nightmare? Had some bad hits lately or something? >>
Nah, no bad hits. It just gets tougher and tougher to get good deals as more collectors discover and re-discover the hobby. So sometimes I find myself tracking an auction as it closes, wishing that all the other bidders forgot to snipe.