Chrysler built the Newport for people who couldn’t quite reach the top shelf. Nobody planned for it to age into something worth chasing. That’s the whole point.

There’s a line between messing with AI music and making AI music. I crossed it without noticing, and it changed how I hear everything I build.

Neurotypical systems weren’t designed to be hostile. They were just designed without you in mind, which turns out to feel exactly the same.

Two years in, this blog still resists easy description. That used to bother me. Now I think it’s the most honest thing about it.

I’ve owned a handful of cars worth remembering and a few I’d rather forget. The one that still follows me around wasn’t the fastest or the prettiest. It just felt like something.

After years of wrestling with NGINX blocks and Apache directives, I switched to Caddy and realized the problem was never my configs. It was everything I’d accepted as normal.

Flash was a Miniature Dachshund who lived like the rules didn’t apply to him, and for sixteen years, he was mostly right. We put him down on December 22nd, and I’m still not over it.

Fifty years of trying, and nobody’s cracked it. The Capricorn Records sound wasn’t a formula — it was a specific collision of people, place, and pressure that happened once and closed the door behind it.

I’ve spent the last several years building things on screens. Somewhere in there, I forgot what it felt like to sit still in the dark and wait for something real.

At 55, the old program doesn’t work on the new hardware. Here’s what actually does, from someone who’s chased heavy iron long enough to know the difference between pushing hard and pushing stupid.