Not a Single Curtis Granderson Card in Print...

So I did what any self-respecting Tigers fan would do when they get to Toronto. No, I didn't pee on the Skydome. I headed straight for Legends of the Game and asked whether or not a Curtis Granderson card has been issued with him in pinstripes yet. Nope. It seems there might not be one this year either. Topps is the only company left to ship and no one is certain if there's a Yankee Granderson in the bunch. Bummer.

Now that my Granderson card search has ended empty handed I'm back at my hotel missing the girls and wishing it was Wednesday already. I'm going to hook up with Scitter, and me boy, Coop (confusing 'cause both their last names are Cooper) and have some dinner and catch up. Tonight I'm just going to iChat June and Zo and relax. Go and grab some coffee and soak up my NEW OLIVER JEFFERS BOOK!! Yep, I finally found The Heart and the Bottle, so I snatched it up quick (Aim...lemme know if you guys can't find it in Michigan yet. I can grab you one here) and I can't wait to dive into it. I've been asking every bookstore within 100 miles from home for it and everyone thought I was mildly retarded. Turds. But now I've got it and I'm gonna geek out with it later tonight.

I also scooped a copy of Huckleberry Finn, but not just any old copy, the new Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition copy. Penguin re-released a bunch of classics with unique one-of-a-kind artwork on the covers. I saw this copy of Huck Finn down near the Flatiron and St. Lawrence Market. It was a great little bookstore with sliding ladders and the whole trip...I saw Huck Finn on the very top shelf and couldn't stop looking at the cover art. I decided then and there that I was going to start a whole new book collection, on it's own shelf and everything, and that Huck Finn would be the very first book in the collection...and not just any Huck Finn this uber cool Huck Finn. I love how the artist (Lilli Carre) referred to Mark Twain as Mr. Mark Twain...awesome.

I guess the day wasn't a complete write off. No Granderson card but a reltively major book haul, not so much in terms of quantity but certainly in terms of quality...at least in my notoriously poor judgement. Now I've got Norah crooning through my Macbook's tiny little speakers and a bit of an empty belly. I am le tired and I could fall asleep right now. Not gonna though...I don't drift off to sleep that easy...ask June. She'll cringe and tell you how I've cursed our daughter with the same indomitable spirit for fighting fatigue. Sorry about that.