Cloister Commentary, Day 16: Calling Matt Foley

I didn’t do jack squat today. Perhaps I merited a visit from Matt Foley, but I ain’t no dad-gum machine!

I ate. I read. I had a cocktail. I took a nap. I resumed reading. I ate again. I watched some movies. I went to sleep. And–oh yes–I bathed. Even though I have not sweated since maybe February? Another reminder how fortunate I am.

Actually, it wasn’t quite that bad. Nicole made some killer black-eyed peas, collard greens, and cornbread, and I had to put in considerable effort not to have two helpings of each. And we did something for “the greater good,” Jason Summers: we watched SHAUN OF THE DEAD and HOT FUZZ. Yarp, we really do like that cinematic team’s style, and narp, neither movie gets old even if you’ve seen them multiple times.

Streaming for Shut-Ins: The long-running Aussie trio The Necks has a thing they do that no one else does, and they are VERY good at it. If you enjoy being put into trance states by very, very focused music that disrupts said states with subtle shifts of gears that can seem like explosions, I have a band for you.

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