Mailbox coming in hot with the sexy, sexy junk wax. This is my TCDB profile. Trade me some non-base junk wax.
My junk wax retail binder is becoming enormous. K-Mart was middle class heaven, man. Crappy toys. ICEEs. FIFTY CENT CARD PACKS. Country Aisles take me home to the place I belong. I am also trying to complete those silly Donruss puzzles. Don't even remember which one this piece is. Maybe Clemente.
Granola cards. Sure. Five and Dime Canseco. Stray K-Mart. '89 Donruss is junk wax hall of fame, of course. Truly 10 million printed. And I feel I get one or two of these Topps All Star cards in every trade and I'm still many, many short.
'85 Woolworth on top next to a Score Sample of Ellis Burks. I'm enjoying finding these card shop samples. You can see the breadth of my 1980-1995 wants here. Gimme everything.
1992 Hardee's Discs. Storage nightmare! I let em stick out the tops of 8-card pages, 6 to a page. Until I need the page for actual vintage. Then I throw these away maybe.
I'm 2 away from the 220 card Nolan Ryan Pacific set. Soon. 1991-92 Fleer Basketball is being chipped away at. As is 93 Donruss and 93 Topps Traded.
That '94 Donruss sorta-parallel set is 100 cards strong. I'm rockin' about 60. Yet another stray K-Mart in there alongside some rando Frank Thomas (my boy). '92 was when Diamond Kings cranked it up to 11. Black Leaf is best Leaf. And I'm two stickers away from '91 Fleer master completeness.
FROM THE TOP TURNBUCKLE, MEAN GENE! Sorry to smack you so hard at the end here. This is my first pile toward my 80's WWF hunt. Not high on the list of things to focus on, but it exists.
Junk wax heaven, brother.
Go Redlegs.
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