William Burroughs once said that when you are in the presence of someone who makes you feel like you have lost several quarts of plasma, avoid that person, you need him like you need pernicious anemia. I only see Steve at the big shows in Rosemont and when I do, I always feel like I've lost several quarts of plasma. Pernicious anemia is settling in.
Now I don't hate Steve and he is not a bad guy, it's just that sometimes I feel like he's mountainous log cabin away from the Unibomber. He has always got to talk politics. I generally don't care to talk politics, especially at a card show. At the big shows in Rosemont, you have at one end of the room some of the greatest living professional athletes ever to grace this Earth. In the rest of the room are some of the coolest pieces sports memorabilia and sports history you will ever see. My mind is NOT on politics or world events. I could care less about what is happening in Greece. I really don't care about the motivation or lack thereof of folks on food stamps. How can you go on and on about this crap?!! Why don't you stop ranting and go check out all those '52 Mantles in 707's booth, you freak! Ugh! Two more days of Steve...
Enough of my ranting, I don't want to start sounding like Steve. There was a decent crowd tonight at the Stephens Center. So often Friday nights are dead. I was pleased with the turnout. I saw lots of folks there today like Jim, Harry, and Terry from the Orland Shows, Jason and Jim from Gonzaga, Larry from Schaumburg. I saw long-time customer Ed Knapp tonight. I don't see Ed that often any more. I used to count on him buying football cards from me at the Schaumburg shows. Another Larry, who I see at the Gonzaga shows, brought his son Matthew tonight.
My tablemate Dave McDonald does an incredible business at this show with his high grade vintage. He was busy all night. My mix of high, mid and low grade doesn't fare as well at the Sun-Times Show as it does at the smaller shows. Though I did make some sales tonight. Jason picked up my '34 Goudey Paul Waner. Another customer picked up my '68 Topps Mike Ditka along with a pile of '75 Topps Bears. Another customer bought my '57 Topps Frank Robinson rookie, and another guy picked up my T206 Johnny Evers. I sold quite a bit of football from my binders. A customer in a Cardinals jersey purchased quite a few '65 Topps baseball. A father and son team pulled out quite a few '63 Topps baseball. Though my favorite customer of the night was the mom who pulled out her list of '74 Topps and found some cards in my binder while her husband stood by. I've actually never seen this scenario before where the wife has the list and the husband stands around. It's always the husband with the list and the wife stands around. That guy is one lucky bastard. If my wife would start to put together sets of vintage cards I'd be in heaven.
I walked around about half the room and made a few minor purchases. I'm working on a 1970 Topps set and found a Fergie Jenkins I've needed for a while. I also found the Rick Miller I needed to complete my '78 Topps set. Though, which is par for this show, most of the prices at the other tables were a bit too high. Junior came by with some cards to sell but nothing really interested me. I'm sure I'll see him all weekend and will snag a few cards before it is all over.
It was a long day. I got to the Stephens Center around 10:15 a.m. It took a long time to set up. I also raced out to Frannie's Beef in Schiller Park for some grub. I hate the food at the Stephens Center, it's nasty. I got home around 9:30 p.m. I'm about plum tuckered out and have to get up early tomorrow. I'm hoping to make it to the show around 8:30 a.m. I finished pricing '70 Topps football and a few '40 Play Balls and will have those out new for the show tomorrow. Steve said he's working on his roof tomorrow morning, so the morning should be pleasant. Ugh! Two more days of Steve!!
Pictured below are photos from tonight's show:
Now I don't hate Steve and he is not a bad guy, it's just that sometimes I feel like he's mountainous log cabin away from the Unibomber. He has always got to talk politics. I generally don't care to talk politics, especially at a card show. At the big shows in Rosemont, you have at one end of the room some of the greatest living professional athletes ever to grace this Earth. In the rest of the room are some of the coolest pieces sports memorabilia and sports history you will ever see. My mind is NOT on politics or world events. I could care less about what is happening in Greece. I really don't care about the motivation or lack thereof of folks on food stamps. How can you go on and on about this crap?!! Why don't you stop ranting and go check out all those '52 Mantles in 707's booth, you freak! Ugh! Two more days of Steve...
Enough of my ranting, I don't want to start sounding like Steve. There was a decent crowd tonight at the Stephens Center. So often Friday nights are dead. I was pleased with the turnout. I saw lots of folks there today like Jim, Harry, and Terry from the Orland Shows, Jason and Jim from Gonzaga, Larry from Schaumburg. I saw long-time customer Ed Knapp tonight. I don't see Ed that often any more. I used to count on him buying football cards from me at the Schaumburg shows. Another Larry, who I see at the Gonzaga shows, brought his son Matthew tonight.
My tablemate Dave McDonald does an incredible business at this show with his high grade vintage. He was busy all night. My mix of high, mid and low grade doesn't fare as well at the Sun-Times Show as it does at the smaller shows. Though I did make some sales tonight. Jason picked up my '34 Goudey Paul Waner. Another customer picked up my '68 Topps Mike Ditka along with a pile of '75 Topps Bears. Another customer bought my '57 Topps Frank Robinson rookie, and another guy picked up my T206 Johnny Evers. I sold quite a bit of football from my binders. A customer in a Cardinals jersey purchased quite a few '65 Topps baseball. A father and son team pulled out quite a few '63 Topps baseball. Though my favorite customer of the night was the mom who pulled out her list of '74 Topps and found some cards in my binder while her husband stood by. I've actually never seen this scenario before where the wife has the list and the husband stands around. It's always the husband with the list and the wife stands around. That guy is one lucky bastard. If my wife would start to put together sets of vintage cards I'd be in heaven.
I walked around about half the room and made a few minor purchases. I'm working on a 1970 Topps set and found a Fergie Jenkins I've needed for a while. I also found the Rick Miller I needed to complete my '78 Topps set. Though, which is par for this show, most of the prices at the other tables were a bit too high. Junior came by with some cards to sell but nothing really interested me. I'm sure I'll see him all weekend and will snag a few cards before it is all over.
It was a long day. I got to the Stephens Center around 10:15 a.m. It took a long time to set up. I also raced out to Frannie's Beef in Schiller Park for some grub. I hate the food at the Stephens Center, it's nasty. I got home around 9:30 p.m. I'm about plum tuckered out and have to get up early tomorrow. I'm hoping to make it to the show around 8:30 a.m. I finished pricing '70 Topps football and a few '40 Play Balls and will have those out new for the show tomorrow. Steve said he's working on his roof tomorrow morning, so the morning should be pleasant. Ugh! Two more days of Steve!!
Pictured below are photos from tonight's show:
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