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Changing the Oil

Changing the Oil

I don’t know how much I’ve really talked about this publicly, but part of my cerebral palsy comes with severe spasticity — and when I say severe, I mean Charlie-horse-in-your-legs-24-hours-a-day severe. Not soreness. Not stiffness. Not “oh I slept funny.” I mean...

I don’t talk about sports very often.

I don’t talk about sports very often. And if I’m being brutally honest, it’s not because I don’t have opinions — it’s because sports were never built with people like me in mind to begin with. When you grow up disabled, sports aren’t something you do. They’re...

Old Games, New Hardware, No Apologies

I’ve never really been a console gamer, and it wasn’t some elitist PC thing. It was survival. Console controllers were always hard for my hands to deal with, long before accessibility was something the gaming industry even pretended to care about. On top of that, I...

Behind the Kit, Behind the Voice

I was listening to Phil Collins today — specifically “In the Air Tonight” — and it hit me again just how strange and rare his role in music actually is. Because how many drummers do you know who are also the voice of the band? Not backing vocals. Not the occasional...
Forty-Eight Is Fucking With My Head

Forty-Eight Is Fucking With My Head

Tomorrow I turn 48 years old, and for the first time, my brain actually stopped and said, wait—what? My body figured this shit out years ago. That happened around 40. That was the warning shot. The aches, the fatigue, the reminders that gravity is undefeated. My body...