→ One is my lucky number and eleven is my favorite double digit, so I figure three of them right in a row is something extra spectacular.
→ I generally operate under the idea that any opportunity to reference Lord of the Rings is an opportunity well-taken.
→ There are few things happier than finding your postbox home to actual post or, as we would say around here, rill mell.
→ I have this hereditary habit of buying postcards from absolutely wherever I go because a) my mum started it and b) I am enamored of the bite-sized-correspondence culture and c) mostly it's just the best way to pretend you own a Van Gogh, at least until you're rich enough to buy up the Met entirely. But to be honest my collection is getting totally out of hand, and I should really do something about it.So if you've made it this far and even managed to connect the dots, you'll know that to celebrate this obvious milestone I'm going to send you a postcard! Well, only if you'd like—but I promise it'll be a pretty one and even say some nice things on it, too. Basically what will happen is that you email me your address, I'll pull a postcard from my collection, add a few colors and contours myself (this will maybe involve glitter), send it off to you, and voila! Your postbox is proud home to actual post and the world is all the happier for it. Sound like something you could get behind? Excellent! Let's recap:
Please send all postcard requests with the subject "111th," and know that eleventy-one posts is too short a time to write and read and wander among such excellent and admirable people such as yourselves. I don't know half of you half as well as I should like, but it means whole worlds and miniature galaxies to me that you would stop in so frequently no matter how sporadic my actual blogging tends to be. Thank you very much for coming to my little party; I do hope you'll stay awhile.