Writer • Artist • Podcaster

Paul Matthew Carr

Blogging about silly things and making things
up and then attempting to convince
people they are proper stories.
Talks into microphones as well.


& Tresspasses


Amateur Philosophy


Prog Rock






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  • On my 16th birthday, my brother gave me a copy of Jack Kerouac’s On the Road and it changed my life forever. Not really. It would be nice if it did, if it worked that way. Like a movie, all […]

  • On Saturday, November 23rd, 1963 at approximately 16 minutes and 20 seconds past 5 pm the greatest cultural achievement ever created by human beings premiered on British television [...]

  • My first trip to the Faraway Lands came through a Magical Box and was quite unexpected. It happened when I was seven years old and grounded. Now, to my knowledge, there are three ways to get to the Faraway Lands. […]

  • Sixteen. Sixteen was a good year. Oh, to be sure it was a year of fear and social awkwardness. For a year I spent the majority of the time confused and unaware of my surroundings and my place in them. […]

  • It’s my birthday today, so here’s a little thing I wrote more than 10 years ago about getting older. See? Even this post is aging. Still is relevant though.  I’ve always enjoyed getting older. That may come as a surprise […]

  • Me as a Colorado Rockies fan on Opening Day: "This is so exciting! I think they really have a chance this year!" 24 Hours Later: "Oh well. There's always next year I suppose." [...]

  • The smell of cut grass and hot dogs and mustard. The sound of leather on polished wood. The taste of cheap beer drunk from plastic cups. Bunting hanging from the eaves, a marching band, and jets flying in formation. The […]

  • The bridge is tall and narrow. It is made of metal constructed in a triangular pattern with rivets visible along its span. The suspension tower rises far into the sky, and the cables that keep the road suspended are thick, […]

  • It is a question we’ve all been asked at least once at some point in our childhood. And the answer, at least for me, would change depending on the time and place or the frame of mind I was in. […]

  • Once, a long time ago, I told you I would love you forever. I never intended to lie to you. I am back in San Francisco, the place where we once lived together. It has been … what now? 15 […]