I haven’t had my Sirius radio since my Plymouth exploded, but the van we drove to Connecticut last weekend had XM Radio, and I was delighted to hear some of my old favorites, like Vampire Weekend, Spoon, Modest Mouse, Deathcab, Beck. I tried to figure out why it felt so incredibly refreshing, as though I hadn’t listened to music in years. Then I realized: I don’t share an office with Matt anymore. Matt was my music man, constantly introducing me to new artists or showing me music videos or playing our stand-bys to help get us through the work day. I’ll bet you $10 he’s listening t music right now. I miss you, buddy.