Onward Through the Fog

Microphones, Pint Glasses, Dry Roads, and Camera-clicks

Matthew Sedmock

Matthew Sedmock
Akron, Ohio, USA
May 02
I'm a 25-year broadcast professional, writer, blogger (http://pipercourt.wordpress.com), and purveyor of fine craft ale. I also suffer with Cleveland sports teams, and blow off steam while riding my 2011 Triumph Bonneville.


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NOVEMBER 16, 2014 10:12AM

Tiny Dancer

Tiny-Plant_111614We look out on to the world from the top of our hill.  From this perch, I can see traffic movement.  Further in the distance, I can see the beacon that illuminates the top of the blimp-hangar.  (As Autumn dissipates, I actually see it more clearly through the canopy of tree-bran… Read full post »

SEPTEMBER 27, 2014 9:40AM

Tripping Over my Weltanschauung

If we all see the world in our own peculiar way, is our view of it wrong or right?  It seems I've run in to a string of brief occurrences over the past couple of weeks that would lead me to believe that I am both a genius and an imbecile.… Read full post »

AUGUST 9, 2014 9:08AM

Reality is Buying

Reality is Buying

20140806_103402While taking photographs at the seminary one afternoon, Fr. Ovid asked me, “Good man, do you really think that you can capture Realitywith a machine?

The problem with this question, as I saw it, is that he actually appeared to be waiting for an

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JULY 8, 2014 2:44PM

Our Little Cubby-Holes

I think a good deal about leaving this area, and yet I seem to continue to be drawn to my hometown of Canton.  When I turn the ignition on my Triumph, it tends to lean in that direction.  I enjoy the familiarity of the roads that lead to it.

The view… Read full post »

I have O-Negative blood, and supposedly it’s a hot commodity.

For the last several years, I’ve been giving blood to the Red Cross.  I do this with a slight chip on my shoulder.  Yes, blood is needed.  But the process sometimes infuriates me.

I make an appointment, generally… Read full post »

MAY 18, 2014 10:55AM

Runner's High

I’m not much of a runner.  Never have been.  I’m not particularly graceful.  When I run, my style resembles more ‘lumber’ than ‘run’.  Perhaps that’s the best way to phrase it.  I lumber…well, very similarly to a big, slab of w… Read full post »

MAY 2, 2014 4:59PM

I Am This

The O’Neills Building in downtown Akron was once a school, and I taught there.  I held no formal teaching certificate.  When you were a hired instructor by the proprietary schools of the 80′s, you didn’t necessarily have to be licensed by the state of Ohio.  As eviden… Read full post »

APRIL 6, 2014 10:35AM

Given To Me on a Silver Platter

It seems imperative to our overall well-being that we be given the answers.  More specifically, that we be given the answer.

We want to know the best car to drive.  We want to find the best plumber.  We want to know who has the best MBA program for our daughter’s graduate pr… Read full post »

FEBRUARY 26, 2014 1:15PM

Drinking from the Fountain of Youth

We marched single-file, around the perimeter of the large classroom and out in to the hallway.  Like tiny robots, we arrived at the front door of the convent.  The doors were large, almost as big as the ones that provided the entry-way into the vestibule at the church.

For some reason,Read full post »

FEBRUARY 10, 2014 12:56PM

The Nooks and the Crannies

Nooks and crannies’.  That’s what I call them.  Similar to an English muffin.  Little pockets of intrigue and interest.

When I visit a city, I like to look for them.  It’s what fascinates me about cities.  And whether it’s a ‘town’ or a &lsRead full post »

JANUARY 31, 2014 12:54PM

Waiting at the Bar

I’ve been blessed in many ways by being with the person with whom I’m married.  Although she doesn’t ride a motorcycle, she’ll walk around a large convention-center with me gazing at machines neither she nor I can afford.

Throughout my broadcasting career, she’s hunRead full post »

JANUARY 22, 2014 11:32AM

El Sol

It was the same sun, but a different background.  Much different.  Similar to this day, I stood behind a tree so as not to look directly into it.  I didn’t want to stop moving because the 7-degree temperature demanded that I hurry it along.

But it felt good, this sun.  AndRead full post »

JANUARY 10, 2014 12:06PM


I needed another story about the Cleveland Browns searching for a head-coach like I needed rotator-cuff surgery.  But there I was, standing in front of the television, glued to a 46-inch screen.

Until the power went out.

Donna emitted a shrill, ‘Uh-oh’.  I looked outside.  Read full post »

I could see the fatigue on Brad’s face, but only because I felt similarly about myself.  Exhausted to the point of exasperation.  Willing to throw up your hands in resignation, but knowing that doing so takes more energy than you’re able to summon.  So, ‘folded arms&rRead full post »

DECEMBER 24, 2013 11:36AM

Another Joyful Season

(a quick note to those who read my posts on Open Salon: I don't know you all that well except through your writing, but I appreciate you checking in and sharing your comments this past year.  I also hope you have a relaxing and enjoyable Holiday!) 

My wife is a 'greeter'… Read full post »

DECEMBER 18, 2013 11:43AM

The Elusive Act of Doing Nothing

Every quarter I receive a newsletter from the Nebraska Zen Center in Omaha.  They’re connected in some way to the Zen Center of Pittsburgh, a group I visited once while living there.  I’ve been receiving it ever since.

I usually peruse it in the bathroom.  That sort of honeRead full post »

DECEMBER 11, 2013 10:32AM

Smashing the Wall at the Post Office

“That’s a nice jacket, man.  I like that.”

My ‘Cavaliers’ jacket is a colorful one, I admit.  And in line at the post office, amongst the drab grays and dark blue winter wear that everyone else sported, it did offer a burst to the serotonin levels.

He stood twoRead full post »

DECEMBER 2, 2013 11:15AM

Equinox Evaporation

It happened quickly, with the same ill-mannered ferocity that one would expect from a blown save at the hands of an Indians closer.  One minute, ‘color’, and the next minute, ‘emptiness’.  I caught myself mumbling, out loud, as I let the dogs out.  ”What iRead full post »

NOVEMBER 20, 2013 1:35PM

One Night in September

20130924_192616Jason Giambi hit a walk-off home run to win a game, and I missed it.

I partially blame the sad state of our economic times, which I’ll explain in a minute.  But even though my ticket-stub to the September 24th game against the Chicago White Sox was sitting in my

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NOVEMBER 18, 2013 3:04PM

The Old New

“I’m glad I was born when I was.  I’m not sure I could handle all this new stuff.”

My mother’s words still echoed in my head as I left her apartment.  They competed with the truck that was approaching quickly from behind.  My perky Bonneville enjoys flexinRead full post »

NOVEMBER 7, 2013 11:37AM

Critique of Pure Raking

During the years when we lived in the Illinois suburbs of St. Louis, there was a small home in our neighborhood on a fairly large lot, just around the corner from us.  When I was still a jogger (I ‘walk’ now, since the embryonic stages of arthritis in my hips seemRead full post »

NOVEMBER 1, 2013 11:52AM

Scary Blank Sheets of Paper

A blank sheet of paper can elicit a rather terrifying experience.  It’s the freedom, basically, of being able to write virtually anything you want.  This would seem, at first, to be gratifying.   And yet, I equate it with the trembling that one might experience by, say, turning oRead full post »

OCTOBER 22, 2013 11:37AM

Going Crunching

They crunched loudly beneath my worn sneakers, but I accentuated the reverberation by stomping on them with extra force.  I was angry.  And they deserved it for falling so early.

We’re in one of the two times of the ‘weather year’ which cause me the most consternation. &nbRead full post »

OCTOBER 10, 2013 12:25PM

The Twitch Inside My Head

Gustave Flaubert wrote, “Never touch your idols.  The gilding will stick to your fingers.”

I touched plenty of idols while living in Washington, DC.  No, really.  I’ve actually walked up to the Washington Monument and I’ve touched it, running my hands over the oRead full post »

OCTOBER 2, 2013 12:02PM

Road Construction Next 9 Miles

I chickened out and took the car.  And now I’m sorry I did.

It’s 331 miles from Akron, Ohio to Louisville, Kentucky.  For months I thought of this trip, and for a good portion of those months I thought of completing it on a motorcycle.  I even splurged on a newRead full post »