The Harrowing Adventures of a Nerd Week Contest Winner!

A winner is me..

A winner is me..

The prize for winning The Junior Junkie’s Nerd Week Contest arrived yesterday, and I nearly paid for it with my life!  That’s an exaggeration, but the box was huge (over $18 to ship!), and I was on my way out, so I stupidly decided to carry it over to the parents’ place with me.  Conditions were also way worse than I was expecting, and my main shoes are super old generic Shape-Ups types with no traction left on them.

Basically, it was a recipe for disaster, and, long story short, disaster indeed struck.  I ended up crashing and burning pretty bad on hidden ice patch close to halfway between here and there.  I hit the back of my head on the sidewalk, but I popped back up pretty quickly without difficulty, no wooziness or anything that would indicate being concussed.  A couple of folks I had passed a short ways back quickly came to my assistance helped me get my bearings and everything I dropped.  Very grateful to them for that.

The pain was mostly gone within a couple of blocks of continuing on my way, and any lingering head pain has minimal and infrequent, though I will get checked out if the random, brief little twinges of discomfort persist.  I finally managed to make it over to the parents’ place without further incident, and after getting cleaned up, I was finally ready to cut the tape and dig into the box!

The box in question..

The box in question..

And so I dug, and dug, and dug some more!  There was a LOT more in there than the DVD.  Are you ready to be as blown away by the thought and effort and generosity that went into this amazing prize package as we (the parents were very impressed too) were?

The note..

The note..

Here’s the handwritten note TJ sent, congratulating me and running down the contents.

The original prize..

The original prize..

Of course, the DVD was in there.  Say what you will about Family Guy in general, but the Star Wars specials are always straight up inspired.  Gonna enjoy this. 🙂

Are you ready for some football?!

Are you ready for some football?!

I’m taking this back to the parents’ place next time I’m over, because it is small and plushy and can safely be thrown around over there during the rare lulls when we aren’t skewering anything and everything on TV MST3K-style or talking about generally geeky and/or nerdy things when dad, my little brother, and me are all there at the same time.

Original art by Jason Goad..

Original art by Jason Goad..

I love art.  I am an artist (allegedly), after all.  But I can’t afford much original art beyond relatively cheap sketch cards very often, so this is was a super awesome thing to find in the box!  It’s a fantastic piece and I absolutely love it! 😀

A trio of CDs..

A trio of CDs..

Styx and The Who will definitely get some airplay around here, and I’m not quite as down on Dane Cook as most, so I’ll be giving that a listen at some point as well.

Under the CDs, you can sorta see the corner of one of the pair of monstrously huge Pinnacle screwdown holders.  I swear I took a picture of them along with everything else, but I can’t find it.  Anyway, they are so ridiculously thick and heavy that they might legitimately be able to stop a bullet.

St. Joseph's Prosperity Bean..

St. Joseph’s Prosperity Bean..

I didn’t know what this was because I’m a lazy millennial, but mom seemed to recognize it and thought it was pretty cool.  I read a little bit about them when I got back to my place.  Very interesting, and I will be keeping it on me.

Mardi Gras Beads!

Mardi Gras beads!

I’ve always wanted to go to Mardi Gras (because I’m sure my antisocial arse being around hundreds of thousands of loud, crazy, drunk people for an extended period of time would go just peachy), but thanks to TJ, a little bit Mardi Gras has come to the frozen wastes of the Midwest.  He notes they’re the real deal in the above letter, so I can’t help but wonder what he had to do to acquire them…

Anyway, I’m just glad he sent beads and not the terrifying New Orleans Pelicans King Cake Baby.

The last thing you see before you die..

The last thing you see before you die..

There aren’t enough NOPE gifs in the world… My apologies for the impending nightmares, ladies and gentlemen.  We should probably just move on with a quickness.

Various Asian candies..

Various Asian candies..

There were four different things in pouches, and my trying them out went badly.  I definitely haven’t acquired these tastes yet.  The Lychee was the best in a walk, and it kinda tasted like accidentally getting fruit-scented soap in your mouth.  But the experience was still worth the while and very much-appreciated.

You know, we’ve gotten this far and haven’t even made it to the cards yet!

Three boxes of cards..

Ah, there we go..

But they were there, and they were many.  I tore off the old shipping labels on the outer boxes before I took the pictures, just to be safe.

So many cards!

So many cards!

The top box had tons of Ryne Sandbergs, Mark Graces, and a random assortment of other Cubbies.  The bottom had miscellaneous non-sport stuff and some unopened junkwax era packs, most of which I will be drawing on the backs of at later dates.  Twas also home to the blue and silver beads.

The completely full box was bananas, with large amounts of 2012 Panini Golden Age, 2011 Panini Americana, and 2012 Topps Summer Olympics, as well as some Goodwin Champions, Allen & Ginter inserts, more random non-sport and entertainment cards,  and the occasional hockey card.

The big pack sittling in the middle of everything is a pack of 1986 Donruss All-Stars, which may be posted on A Pack to be Named Later at some point, and the rest will get a post of their own here once I’ve scanned some of them.

Since around half of the set was there, I’m definitely going to chase the Summer Olympics set now.  The other big stacks didn’t have enough for me to justify it, but I’m keeping a Single Page of both Goodwin Champions and Golden Age, as well as the vintage-ish Star Wars cards, and probably a fair amount of other things.

My canvas..

My canvas..

Finally, this card not part of the prize package.  This card is for a commission.  On the back of this 1989 Topps Traded Ken Griffey Sr. card, I will be drawing Ken Griffey Jr. from his RC, the very next card in the same set.  I loved the idea and will get to work on it as soon as my body stops being so creaky and achy.

For this commission I was paid $12, and even the money was worth mentioning.  Check it out!

$2 bill!

$2 bill!

Yes, that is a two-dollar bill.  I’m pretty sure haven’t seen one of those since back in the late-1990s when I got one back as change at one of the last card shows held at the local mall.

The flipside..

The flipside..

Easily the coolest looking piece of US currency that still spends.

There you have it.  This has to be in the running for the single greatest card blog prize package ever made.  The amount of time, thought, effort, and money that must have went into this making it possible boggles the mind.  I know TJ puts a ton of effort into his collection and his posts, so maybe it comes as no surprise he’d go all-out on a prize package, but I am still beyond honored and humbled to be its recipient.

Thank you, TJ!  And thanks to everyone for stopping by!

It was worth the pain…

 

White Sox Cards Contest Winnings & Stuff

Recently, Steve of White Sox Cards held a contest on his blog for some of his White Sox duplicates, that I was lucky enough to catch early via being addicted to twitter.  After about a half hour of going into full-on internet research mode, the answer hit me out of nowhere, and I was able to answer before anyone else.  Saturday evening when I checked my mail on the way out to do some scanning, I found the package had arrived.  And what a package it was. *immature giggle over last sentence goes here*

Not only were there White Sox, but also some Cubbies to make up for his end of this (I totally need to make that pic my avatar, btw) trade never making it to me (which I totally forgot about till skimming over old links recently), presumably being lost to whatever mythical place the stuff that the USPS loses goes to.  Denver is probably a safe guess.

Anyway, here are some scans of most of the cards from this ridiculously cool and varied lot for your viewing pleasure:

First some Sox…

Nine 2009 Topps White Sox to show off the much-improved photograghy.

Nine 2009 Topps White Sox to show off the much-improved photograghy.

Alexei Ramirez is a keeper, and I gave a few of Sox to my dad.  He doesn’t really collect, but he’s a big, long-time White Sox fan.  Gotta love the airborne Quentin and Konerko.

2006 Fleer Tradition, 2009 Walmart Variation, 1993 Fleer

2006 Fleer Tradition, 2009 Walmart Variation, 1993 Fleer

I think Paul Konerko and Jermaine Dye are easily two of the most underrated players of the last 20 years.

I have a blaster’s worth of Target retro, but the Griffey is the first black Walmart variation in my collection.  I likey.

The Lance Johnson card is a great shot.  It looks like he’s about to lose the ball though.

White Sox From Steve 2

1986 Topps, 1991 Fleer Ultra, 1992 Donruss Studio

I had no idea how long Steve Lyons was around.  This may be because I was a year old in ’86, I dunno.

Fleer Ultra had pretty humble beginnings, eh?  Robin Ventura is another underrated Sox star.  Is anyone but Frank Thomas not?

I love Studio.  I’m keeping that card.

1991 Topps, 2008 Upper Deck First Edition

1991 Topps, 2008 Upper Deck First Edition

Is that not a classic Frank Thomas card?  A thing of beauty.  Why can I not get ’91 Topps in my craptacular repack boxes instead of ’89 Topps?

I know nothing about Lance Broadway other than he has an awesome name.  I hope he gets to play for the Mets or Yankees at some point it his career, I’m just sayin’.

2007 Turkey Red

2007 Turkey Red

Now that is art.  2007 was the one year Turkey Red looked GOOD and was worthy of being a set of it’s own.

I think I’m gonna break this up into two posts.  Watching the Mets & Braves and really wanting to draw, so I’m not all here.  So I will leave you with this:

Vintage Baby~!!

Vintage Baby~!!

1959 Topps Sam Esposito.  Wow, you know you’re a hardcore collector when you start getting dupes of cards from the ’50s!  What a cool card.  Thank you so much, Steve.  As soon as I get ahold of some good stuff, I’ll make sure to return the favor.

.::~Outtro~::.