
Yes, well… As you can see, the dog was ready to meet with Room and Board today. We fought over the wig but there’s just no talking to her. I don’t even think the wig looks that great - her fur is a totally different color.
Whenever Room and Board stops out to visit, Jen dumps a case of type onto another case of type. I think it’s a waste of time but Jen loves wasting time – I have to be like, “Jen, quit wasting time.”

Oh, well – the meeting went great (I think they think we’re strange. Maybe the wig was too much??) They told us to make some more alphabet press-type prints.

That’s what they call those. I call them tickets to Cape Cod but that’s none of your business.











This makes us happy because there is no faster way to evangelize than through a chain of shops that snakes its way through the country.
has nothing to do with fecal matter and so we were surprised (and delighted) to see it on our latest Paper Source order.
had become a shower head and I had become naked. I prayed that nobody would walk through (why didn’t I just lock it?) the shop door while I took my unnecessary (and might I add: gratuitous?) shower next to my printing press.
with his cow. He wasn’t smiling. I woke up.
(Notice my friend,
I bet because of the tricorn hat.
A shark puppet would help me work through my fears.
These little banks would help me save for my criss-crossing America road-trip.
and I’m so glad he’s not a serial killer. He’ll be here for a few days and then we’ll have to say goodbye. I really, really hate saying goodbye. I hate it so much, I made a card:

I told them that we need to make clam chowder and clams don’t clam themselves so get to work.
Why would I send that card/who would want to receive a card like that?




There. I’ve said it. I feel so much better. 

I haven’t been back to the MTM House since my friend’s family moved out, BUT one of my spies was just there (it’s 
