David Matthews Portable Bohemia

Once again I am in Tulsa for holidays with the family. We kicked off the visit in classic fashion with a burger and a beer at McNellie's...

Resist Trump Tuesday, November 13, 2018 Indivisible Oregon I stand corrected. My first thought on the day after last week's midterm...

The leaves outside my window are a rampage of fall color slightly muted by morning fog with maybe a hint of mist in the air. Out back...

Wednesday morning at Trader Joe's the young cashier asked about my Human Rights Watch tote bag. I told her a little bit about the...

The days fly by, and the weeks. These days I have an awful sense that I am floundering with precious little to show for those days and...

For much of the summer I anticipated I would kick off today's birthday celebration with a long run, maybe even go for 15. Alas, I am laid...

In an uncharacteristic display of good sense I decided to baby the recalcitrant right knee by skipping the Saturday run. My first thought...

Sadness for no reason is how Thomas McGuane put it in Nobody's Angel. McGuane (b. 1939) was one of the young writers who generated...

The holiday season saw me take the show on the road to Tulsa again this year. Travel day was Tuesday the 19th, a cold, rainy morning in...

Trani and I had a great time with our cousins. It feels a bit odd to put it that way, given the circumstances, but 'tis so. We gathered...

I suppose the day was eventful by virtue of being the first weekday of retirement from gainful employment...and Eclipse Day...and this...

Three months have passed since I nailed down the retirement date. They have blown by. The days run away like wild horses over the hills,...

The deed has been done, the die cast, the existential leap taken. I pull the plug on gainful employment in August when I turn 65. The...

Apology to newsletter subscribers. The April 1 newsletter has several typos because it was sent prematurely before a final proof of...

The good news is that we put the horror of the Trump campaign and election behind us. With it comes the bad news that the horror of the...

A man who would call himself a poet ought to be able to wax eloquent on his birthday...or at the very least fly off on some colorful...

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