
Wordless Wednesday: January 29th, 2025
categories: personal; word count: 0 words
the blog of a disabled mother who likes to game, and "get in the pit"

It’s going to get to the point where I begin tripping over my own feet and post the same songs up here, over and over again, for this. But that day doesn’t appear to be now. This is also the song that my oldest son’s father wanted to play for me at our wedding, but I convinced him to dial his expectations down a bit. He did.
Like the subject line says, I want to know why Kentucky tried to hold onto this autopsy for a year.
I mean, unless they wanted us to come to the conclusion that there was something they were trying to hide before we actually did, but the cat’s been out of the bag. Even the most novice of folks have caught on…