Sometimes things go awry at Publetters: a bout of writers’ cramp, a stamp that won’t peel up off the sheet, a leaky fountain pen. And one grumbles, “Oh, fiddlesticks” and wonders if the whole enterprise is worth it. THEN AN ENVELOPE LIKE THIS APPEARS… And you look about – and everyone is scritch-scratching away, pausing only to stay hydrated with the odd gulp of beer – and you say, “Publetters is kind of alright, really, ha-ha!”. Hope you will make it down for the last Publetters of May – at the Pub On Passyunk East – this very Tuesday, May 31. We tap a pint glass with a spoon at about 7 p.m. to start it all off.