// A Bit About Me

My full name is Jason Howard Statts. It is a good name. My first name was to be Dustin. My mother thought this would be good for me. Looking back, I’m glad she didn’t choose it. Jason was a second choice and seems to fit me better. Howard comes from my grandfather’s middle name. He was a great man; someone I put above all other men in my life. He raised me a lot. He taught me how to be a gentleman. And for that I am grateful. Statts comes from my adoptive father. Or as I like to call him, dad. It is a very odd and unique last name. It’s been my nickname for as long as I can remember. This is fine by me; it kind of defines me.

Fast forward a few years. I was shot in the neck at point-blank range in 2008. I am paralyzed from the chest down. I’m still an artist, a writer, a sit-down comedian, a strong individual, and a friend to many. I am extremely proud of this fact. People have shown me that you, in fact, do reap what you sow. It’s as simple as that.

This blog is to help me and my brain. I do, though, hope that you enjoy reading. I’ll try to relate as closely as possible to everyday situations. However, I am a quadriplegic. Most of my blog will revolve around that.

Again, thank you for having an interest. Read on.



  1. Jason, I am the mom of one of your friends. He and his girlfriend told me about what happened to you in 2008. It IS such a tragedy but the fact that you have found a way to keep on with your writing, art, and maintaining friendships is laudible. You have a fine, droll sense of humor…which I certainly appreciate…and sarcasm? Love that too…!!! You are obviously someone with great strength of character and personal courage. (I know, I sound just like somebody’s mother…) .. Time and again I have been both amazed and gratified to discover the hidden reserves of will that enable some people to perservere while others crumble.I admire your determination to BE…just who you are, despite physical constraints. You remind me very much of someone very dear to me – my own personal hero.
    Just call me Momma.

    • Mom (can I call you mom?). You basically rendered me speechless. I’m wondering who you might be the mother of. I can only say that they are lucky. You made my day. Seriously. It was a bad day and this comment made it great. Thank you.

  2. …love your eloquent style. Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop writing. You make me, us, …think ..smile…cry…laugh.

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