Hello there! This is Tilghman speaking. You may call me Tilly. If you were paying attention, you would know that I am taking care of the barn while Matthew, Robbi, and their crew are in Alaska. After taking a scrupulous inventory of the foodstuffs, I tackled the mailing of Volume 35 of Idiots’Books. The tackling took place partly at the Chestertown Post Office. Thank you, Chestertown for being small, but not too small for a post office.

Congratulations if you are going to receive a copy of Volume 35. You will be pleased not only with the contents of the package, but with the package itself. A tube! You can bonk creatures on the head with it! Or remove the caps and use it as a telescope!

But seriously, it’s a wonderful 35th volume. Again, if you have been paying the least bit of attention to this very important blog, you would already know that this hot, new book is actually not a book at all. Matthew and Robbi are taking advantage of the poor, gullible subscribers once again. It’s a poster! Okay, a fancy poster. So fancy that you can call it a broadside. It was printed on a beaut of a letterpress printing machine called a Vandercook.

So, even though subscribers are getting jipped out of a book, I guess it’s okay because these fancy posters are pretty darn nice.

And check out the cool plates that were used to print it- photo polymer plate for printing letterpress in the contemporary world.

Once subscriptions were mailed I had more important things to think about, like that food inventory. . . my friends and I decided to eat all of Matthew and Robbi’s goldfish. What are they gonna do about it? They’re all the way in Alaska. Ha!

In other news, Chestertown is as hot as a whale’s armpit, but it’s still lovely.

As I admired the lush gardens of Chestertown’s fine homes, I found a little Robin’s egg.

Absolutely nothing else has happened.