Where I Keep My Digital Stuff
I grew up in a suburb, I ve lived in two major cities, and I ve been back in a suburb since 2018. Today I returned a book to my local library, the Grundy Library, right here in Bristol Borough. I paused to take this view in. I love this little town! -Matt
Recently, I, for the lack of a better term, broke up with a friend. Maybe it s more correct to say that I ended an acquaintanceship. You might say to yourself, 'Lydon, WTF? Why not just leave it alone? Who has time for that?' Well, that s precisely the point, you see. Dig it: I know it s Continue reading Friendship breakups happen, too.
these are some of my favorite recent drawings. Thanks, Drawlloween! love, Matt
I hate getting sucked into things I disagree with, but it happens. A lot. So I m trying something different, namely, avoiding being on twitter by moving away from the microblogging, attention junkie platform, back to the regular blogging platform of WordPress. There, I don t have to have an opinion on everything. Seneca or Marcus Aurelius Continue reading Getting Around It
I m listening to a Fats Waller record that Liz got me at a swap meet for my birthday this past July. I dig it, not that I m too surprised at that. I ve always dug piano music, especially music that could associated with jump blues, rhythm and blues, boogie woogie, et cetera. Oddly, though I ve wondered Continue reading Good Fats on Desert Islands
Sometimes, I have thoughts longer than the 280 characters allowed in a Tweet. Sometimes, I have nothing at all to say. Right now, I m caught somewhere in between feelings of gratitude after having a great vacation to Ireland with my wife, and bottled rage at the 300th? mass shooting in America this year. Boy, aren t Continue reading A summer night in 2022
It s been almost three years since I wrote here. Lots of things have happened. I quit Facebook and felt free. Twitter and Instagram, huge wastes of time, have become some of the only ways I keep in touch with people anymore. A pandemic arrived and it made it cool (and correct) to wear a mask Continue reading It hurts.