Yesterday, we got two orders from Iowa. We were vaguely surprised, but didn’t think much of it. We know the citizens of Iowa to be forward-thinking, literary sorts. But then, this afternoon, things started to get a little weird. Between 2:07pm and 4:31pm we got nine more orders from Iowa. And three more throughout the evening. We haven’t gotten 14 orders from Iowa in the entire six-year history of Idiots’Books, let alone in the same 24-hour period.

And the books being ordered, though some of our favorite treasures from the vault, are not the titles in which we do brisk business: Jericho, Animal House, Unattractive and Inadequate, and For the Love of God, to name a few.

Was this an elaborate ruse? Or had we suddenly gotten “Big in Iowa”?

And then the answer came to us. A few weeks ago, we got an order from the textbook manager at Drake University, where we will be speaking in late September. In advance of our visit, one of the professors had assigned Homer Was an Epic Poet for one of the classes we’ll be meeting with.

A little sleuthing revealed that another professor has assigned her students to each identify and order a copy of one of the books from our site. Hence, today’s deluge of interest in long-forgotten titles.

Presumably these students are going to be asked to read our books, think about them critically, and come to some conclusions. Which means we might find ourselves in the awkward position of being held accountable for our creations. If asked by a group of earnest students what we were intending to do or say with a given title, how will we respond?

It’s an honor to be taught in a college course, but suddenly this unwitting emperor is left wondering if he’s wearing any clothes.