Mayor Goldie Wilson

I recently accepted a kind offer from FASTE friend Guy Hutchinson to join him for a conversation with actor Donald Fullilove -- best known as Back to the Future's Goldie Wilson.

Take a listen as we hear from Mr. Fullilove and then go on to discuss more nerdy details about the BTTF trilogy.

Baseball Cards at Pizza Works

Sometimes it's the smallest things that make me feel nostalgic. As we packed our house and moved this past summer, I came across several items I hadn't seen in a while...and a few I had no idea still existed. One such item was a postcard from 1986 that fell out of an old book.

When I was a kid, much of my world revolved around baseball cards. My brother and I each had pretty solid collections and traded often with each other and our friends in the neighborhood. Part of collecting was an occasional trip to a baseball card show where it was our duty to spend our allowance on cards we couldn't find in the wax packs at the local drug and grocery stores. Apparently I was on the mailing list for the main card dealer in our area and he graciously sent out postcards reminding us of upcoming shows.

Some of the main cards I remember picking up at card shows were the elusive Mark Grace rookie card, the Vince Coleman Fleer traded card, and a set of Jose Canseco cards. Occasionally I'd grab some O-Pee-Chee cards even though they were identical to the Topps cards -- but these were "imported" from Canada!

I once had the idea that I was going to sell a card to this guy -- a 1972 Hank Aaron Topps In Action card. Really, this card wasn't worth anything at all -- but I had it in my 10-year-old head that since it was Hank Aaron, it had to be worth a small fortune. I approached the card dealer at his table set up inside the sporting goods store at the mall and told him that I had a Hank Aaron card I was interested in selling. Somewhat intrigued, he asked to see the card and I'm quite certain his jaw physically hit the floor when I pulled it from a pocket inside my velcro Reebok wallet.

Needless to say, I did not make a sale that day but I did get a stern lesson from a grown man on the proper way to care for my cards. I don't remember for sure, but after his lecture, I'm guessing the card went right back into my wallet as I continued sifting through the endless boxes of cards.

Although not a lost art, true baseball card collecting and legitimate card shows are a thing of the past. Maybe they aren't extinct but they certainly aren't what they once were. Still, I have to smile when I see a table of cards at the local flea market. Even though I don't usually buy anything, I always stop and look.

Long live wax packs, endless rows of commons, and the smell of crunchy sticks of bubble gum!

The Summer of Tim: Over

Whoa. It's been a while. Trust me, though. I've not been slacking. Rather than go through every detail of the past several weeks since you've heard from me last, let me quickly summarize.

1. We moved.

2. I'm back at work.

There you have it, FASTE readers. Consider yourselves caught up and consider me back on the grid.