If you have any questions for Andy about the prison system, what it is like, what goes on there, or anything, please leave the question in a blog comment and Andy would be happy to answer it. It keeps him occupied and allow us to learn about the system.

Also, for his friends, he would LOVE to get pictures of anything, so if you have his address, please send them to him, or if you would like to email them to the blog editor, you can do that and he will print out the pics and mail them to him.

He is now attending the class he must take before his release, and he will mention the journal entry memo they discussed that day in class.

Even if you don't know Andy, feel free to comment on his blog entries, which he gets and will respond to.

Sunday, May 30, 2010


There isn’t much going on around here today. It’s raining heavily and the mood around here is lazy and sleepy.  It’s a very nice change. I was able to run 3 miles earlier this morning and complete all my sit ups and other stretching and exercising before the rain came. After seeing that I was just 206 lbs yesterday, I am extremely motivated.
One of the loud mouths here, no, the biggest loudmouth, was moved out of our tank last night and into lock up.  No one is exactly certain what he did, but the rumor is that it is “Under Investigation.”  I’m not sure what that means.  What I do know, is that due to the fact that he is originally from around here, he knows most of the guards and is able to get away with a lot. He is continuously stealing, trafficking, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he somehow works with a guard or two to import contraband into the prison.  Actually, I care very little about his illegal activities, but I am very glad his mouth is now unavailable.
I finished up The Lone Survivor  last night and believe it or not, Shane, the book mentions two of my friends from A&M.  Small world, isn’t it?
I’ve been working on business stuff for the last couple of hours and I sure do miss having a calculator.  I’ve given myself a headache from doing so many calculations I have reached the conclusion that I need to set a 6 week goal of exactly where my business preparations need to be by the end of June.  It’s hard to do everything that I need to do in that amount of time.  Hopefully, I can have a better handle on it in a couple of days after I have mapped it out a little better.
I almost forgot to mention a bit of information that you might find interesting. This will describe and help you understand the state of affairs here in the prison system.  A friend of mine went in to take some sort of standardized test the other day in order to try to qualify to get into some kind of educational program. One of the questions was: If you are paroled who will you live with?  The choices (on a scantron sheet) were: a) parent   b) spouse  c) halfway house   d) baby mama  e) other.  I’m not kidding!  What????
The weather is beautiful here today.  I hope it’s nice where you are and I’m hoping everyone is headed to the lake for Memorial Weekend.  Trust me, you’d miss it if you didn’t have the ability to go, so take advantage of your opportunity to go have some fun.  Besides, someone needs to take up the slack for me this year, since I won’t be there.  I’ll be expecting some good stories!

Thursday, May 27, 2010


The support that some of you have given has helped and continues to be more of an inspiration than you can imagine. My writings to the blog are fewer now only because there isn’t just an outpouring of new “prison info” to fill you in on.  It has definitely become a little more routine and boring in here over the last few weeks.  It’s still not too bad or miserable.  Hopefully, the boredom feelings will level off soon. I think my thoughts will change once I receive a parole answer.  I’m still counting on this happening within the next two weeks.  Again, keep your fingers crossed.  I don’t think it’s possible for me to move to the next stage in this process until I have a parole answer.  
Obviously, for physical reasons, I can’t move forward until I have a positive answer, but for psychological reasons it’s nearly impossible to start thinking about and planning the next few years of my life.  I don’t know for certain that things would be different for me if I’m released next year rather than this summer, but at this juncture my stay in here still seems short and temporary.  A stay through next year seems like a tale from a horror film about a time machine. No bueno!  The small salvation is that in most time machine movies, the hero succeeds in returning to his roots and ends up with the hott girl.  Maybe I can trick myself into believing this is all a movie?

7:30 am – I’ve been sitting in the medical area since 6:15 am.  I got a lay in last night that told me to come see the doctor this morning.  I’m not sure what the reason is behind it.  I didn’t put in a request to see one, and this is different than the blood pressure checks that I was doing a couple months back. I guess I’ll find out in the next few hours.  It will probably take forever to wade through the confusion here and actually see the doctor.

At about 7:45 am they called me in, and I thought maybe I was going to get out of here early, but no such luck.  I was only called to go take my weight and blood pressure.  My blood pressure was higher that I wanted it to be, but I suppose it makes sense, due to the fact that I’ve been eating considerably more salt in here than I’m used to.  If I’m denied parole and end up staying through next year, I will adjust my salt intake, but for now I am going to continue to add lots of seasoning salt to many of the meals that are served.  I’ve decided that my enjoyment of food supersedes the health risk imposed by the extra salt.  I’m quite certain this is not a medically sound decision, but it sure does make the food taste better.  On a brighter note, I now weigh 206 lbs which is a 7 lb loss from last time (I think).  I guess my working out and eating well (except for salt) is getting some results.

Coincidentally, today (Friday, May 14) is the day I chose to begin my 6 week super duper workout plan that will hopefully lead me to my release date.  The goal was to lose 15 lbs and to get out of here weighing 200 lbs.  However, now that I know I’m already down to 206 lbs. I will have to adjust my final weight goal. (Keep in mind that I have no access to a scale.  The only time I can get an accurate weight is when I see Medical.) The new goal will be between 190 and 195 lbs.  I’m not sure how realistic 190 is, but I definitely think I can hit at least 195.  All this, of course, is assuming the doctor isn’t about to level me with a death diagnosis.  If that happened, I honestly think I might just laugh out loud and ask for the hidden Punk’d cameras, because there couldn’t possibly be any way to add more insult to my life at this point.  Here’s hoping for nothing negative.  It’s now 8:30 am and I’m still waiting.  I’ll tell you what the doctor says once I know myself.

One of my friends in here is being released today.  In total, he had a 5 year sentence.  I don’t know exactly how much time he served, but he had originally been paroled and was locked up now on a parole violation.  I believe he had been locked up on this last stint of his sentence for a year and a half or so.  Basically, how that works is like this:  He originally got a 5 year sentence. prison before making parole.  This meant he had served a total of 2 ½ years of his sentence behind bars and was supposed to serve the remaining 2 ½ years on parole.  In his case, he lasted successfully a year on parole before a “Blue Warrant” was issued.  A Blue Warrant is what is issued when there is a pending motion to revoke one’s parole.  The warrant goes into a nationwide database to alert law enforcement agencies to arrest you and hold you with no bond.  It pretty much works the same way a normal arrest warrant works, except for the “no bond” part.

Anyway, my friend remained at large for about a year after the Blue Warrant was issued.  This year at large did not count towards his sentence.  Once the Blue Warrant is issued, one’s accruing time immediately ceases to count towards satisfying one’s sentence.  Somehow, my friend was rearrested after a year, and at this point he again began to receive credit towards his overall sentence.  He was ultimately transferred here to Beaumont to finish the remaining 1 ½  years of his sentence behind bars.  So, in total, he was locked up for 4 years and on parole for 1 year to satisfy his sentence.  He should be released and 100% a free man by lunchtime today.  Good for him!  I wish him the best.  His plans were to immediately smoke some cigarettes followed closely by drinking at least 2 cold beers.  He then planned to get high by injecting some type of drugs.

 I have a feeling that, for today, he will end up only smoking some type of drug due to the fact that he will have a hard time locating the proper drugs and materials necessary.  You see, he has quite a long drive ahead of him this afternoon.  However, by tomorrow, he will be in a position to obtain anything he chooses to take, so the choice is his. On my original nickname list this was “The Prez”. Please know that I use the term “friend” in here only here only as a relative explanation.  This is not a person for whom I now have a name and phone number to use in contacting later.  I only know him as “Mike from San Angelo”.  This was only one of Mike’s many trips to jail or prison for some type of drug use or activity stemming from drug use.  Hopefully, it will be his last, but if I were a betting man, I’d wager he’ll be back at some point.  He’s fairly old, so he really needs to go on about having a normal life, but for today, because he is totally free, I guess I can say, “I wanna be like Mike.”   It’s 9:00 am, and I am still waiting, getting bored.

9:10 am – Still bored.  I wish I could chronicle some of the dialogue that goes on in this prison between the inmates and the officers.  Most of it is simply one four letter word after another, back and forth.  It’s completely pointless.  The women officers here, on the whole, have a much more difficult time dealing with the inmates.  The exchange between the female officer here this morning and some of the inmates is absolutely hilarious. I normally think the banter is just too dumb, but this lady is so far removed from reality that the inmates are having a field day.  I feel sorry for the lady, but she really ought to act smarter. For starters, she has been futilely attempting for the last 3 hours to get 50 prisoners to sit in silence!  The scene from “Basic Instinct” where Sharon Stone says, “What are you going to do, arrest me for smoking?” comes to mind.  (Everyone now take your mind out of the gutter. I was referring to what she said, not what she did.  If you are confused, ask a friend.)  Anyway, her insults towards the inmates, and the inmate’s insults back at her have been PG-13 rated for the most part, but they have helped to keep me entertained.  It’s now 9:30 am and it doesn’t look like I am any closer to seeing the doctor now than when I first arrived.  On the bright side, this diverse entertainment I’ve had this morning, and the fact that I haven’t been at work will probably make for a short afternoon.

Does anyone have any plans for this afternoon or this evening? Remember that it is Friday.  Happy Hour with some frozen drinks sounds great and for some reason a shrimp quesadilla sounds pretty darn good, too.  I have gotten to the point in here where I enjoy going to meals, but the variety just seems non-existent.  It doesn’t only seem non-existent, it is non-existent.  I’ve gotten to the point where I’m eating any vegetable that is served, except for the spinach, because it is unedible to me.  I believe I mentioned it before, but I’m even eating green beans now, which is miraculous because until recently they, too, were nasty tasting.

I just had an idea.  Thirty days prior to my release, I’m going to start a daily list of meals I’d like to eat.  I have a feeling the list will not be conducive to weight loss, but that’s fine.  I’ll just make sure that I eat at all the places over the course of a year rather than all in the first month.  Maybe I’ll plan for one every other week or so and also work a few in at random times. That should turn out to occupy right at a year.  Are you hungry yet?

12:30 pm - I ended up seeing the doctor a little earlier than I expected.  It was just after 10 am when I left.  Thankfully, I am not dying.  The doctor simply went over the results of all my blood pressure checks and informed me that he didn’t think any blood pressure medication was currently necessary. I suppose that the long wait was worth finally getting to speak to a real doctor.  Besides, it’s not like I had any other plans to occupy my time. LOL

At lunch today, I saw my friend “Bernie”.  Not sure if I mentioned it before, but he was moved out of our tank down to the other end of the unit.   At lunch time a big fight or fiasco broke out at some location in the unit. The entrance and exit doors to the lunchroom were closed, and there were about 40 of us stuck in there for half an hour.  It was refreshing to have so long to finish my meal and to catch up with “Bernie”.  There was nothing new on the home front, so we just had some normal, casual conversation for the duration.  To differentiate my friend “Bernie” from Mike, I would say that “Bernie” is one of the very few people that I will check up on once I’m out of here.  Right now, my definition of “very few” is two.  It’s now 2:00 pm, and it looks like work will last another hour or so. I’ll write more soon.

Friday, May 21, 2010


  I’m in a great mood and feeling a lot closer to being out of here now than I was this time last week.  Yesterday was probably my happiest day here to date.  Let me explain.  In order to be paroled out of here there is a certain chain of events that transpires.  Most of the chain is behind the scenes and is pretty much impossible for me to track or quantify.    At a certain point in the chain I am interviewed by the IPO (Institutional Parole Officer) and this begins the link in the chain that can be tracked.  It therefore allows me to clarify two things:  (1) The date that I will know if I’m being paroled.  (2) The date that I’ll hopefully be home.    FYI, the IPO does not vote on whether or not I make parole.  The IPO only conducts an in person interview with me and sends the results of the interview to the 3 members of the parole board that do the voting.

I was interviewed by the IPO yesterday.  This means that the parole board should be voting in about a month.  If they do vote to parole me and all the stars line up in my favor, I could be released a month after they vote.  Of course, all of this is my wishful optimism, but I prefer to stay upbeat and plan for a happy ending.

The actual interview yesterday went well, as I thought it would.  The circumstances and details surrounding my case are so numerous and confusing that I don’t believe the IPO understood much of them.  I don’t think this was a problem, however, because I don’t think she cared one way or the other.  Come to think of it, I’m really not sure exactly what she was trying to accomplish.  I don’t know that she asked any questions that gave her any earth shattering information.  l suppose she could have been trying to determine my demeanor or attitude, but I kind of doubt it.  I don’t think my crime is exciting or interesting in the least bit, and I think the IPO felt the same way.  I think the best part of the interview was when we debated the merits of using ferrets to help halter break and train minidonks.  I’m really hoping the IPO learned a lot!

Something else kind of crazy happened yesterday.  I guess it’s my first really good prison story.  I won’t give you all of the details because it’s too long, but basically, it went like this:  While I was at work yesterday, a sergeant in the building asked me to go wait by the back door for him.  I went and waited and a couple of minutes later he comes strolling down the hall with a bunch of food in his hands.  He unlocks the back door and we walk outside.  I’m somewhat expecting to be shot at any minute, just like in Shawshank,  but thankfully, that didn’t happen.  We then proceed to walk around the corner of the building and sit down in between 2 huge generator units.  We are completely out of the view of everyone inside the prison and out of the view of the security that patrols the perimeter of the prison.  The sergeant turned off his radio and we had a nice “sit down in the grass” lunch consisting of homemade boudin, potato chips, and strawberry soda.  Damn, it was good!    The untimely thing about this is that “count” had started immediately before we went out the back door, and we had pretty much disappeared for 30 minutes.  For those of you who know how prisons work, you can imagine the havoc this created.  The guards were looking all over for us, (literally).  They searched the halls, and my dorm, and they even searched the school, but we were outside picnicking and discussing everything from prison politics
(very juicy, but NO WAY can I write about it) to penis piercings by inmates.  This sergeant had some very funny stories.  We peacefully finished our lunch and continued the mindless BS until we were found by 2 guards.  The sergeant even tried to elude them when they got close.  It was like a mini hide and seek game.   When we came into the building there were bunches of people roaming around that looked at me like WTF?   The sergeant totally had my back and told them all to leave me alone that I was with him.  After that it was a mixture of relief by the guards that we had surfaced, and some ribbing by the guards because an inmate had briefly been elevated to a status above what they were. There was also some cautious ribbing by me back at the guards, because to not do so would have been perceived as cowardice and unappreciative on my part.   All in all, I think I played the whole thing perfectly, I got a great story, I learned some very interesting information about the prison “business”, and  I got an awesome lunch!

I hope you enjoyed reading about my day.  It has put me in a little bit different mindset and I feel like I’m now just a bit closer to being home.  Thanks again for reading the blog and I look forward to talking to you again soon.  Again, I am sorry for the delay in these blog postings since I was focusing so much on the parole stuff, and frankly, just got lazy, but I made sure the editor at least tried to reserve some blog posting dates, so the blog would flow more smoothly for future readers.  Hopefully you have been able to bear with me while I was working in the parole stuff and haven't left the blog (of course, if you have left, you are not reading this).

Thursday, May 20, 2010


Hello everyone and thanks for keeping in touch by reading the blog. It’s been a while since I’ve written, so I appreciate everyone’s patience.  I’ve been doing just fine in here.  The time continues to pass by increasingly faster which is great and plays a big part in keeping my spirits up.  I’d say that my daily schedule and hours of sleep are pretty much constant by now.  I think my body has 95% adjusted.  I wake up at about 6 am and I go to bed around 9-9:30 pm.  I don’t take a nap at any time during the day.   I think I’m still a little too tired when I wake in the morning, so I’m still trying to go to sleep a little earlier, but it has been tough to accomplish all of my daily tasks in enough time to actually get into bed sooner.  That probably sounds sort of unbelievable, but I actually do have lots of writing and exercise to do each day after I get back to the dorm from my job.
I spent just about all of last week working on one of my letters to the parole board.  My attorney had informed me that he didn’t really like the first version I had written, so I started over to try to prepare the “perfect” letter.  I think the end product turned out great, but it was much more difficult and time consuming than I had originally planned.  I suppose I won’t know if it was indeed the “perfect” letter until I know if it actually worked!
 My dad and my cousin visited me this post Saturday and that was definitely nice.  We didn’t talk about anything too serious, but it was refreshing to see a new face, hear a new voice, and have conversation that was “normal”.  My dad let me know that my dogs were still doing great at his farmhouse out in the country.  He said that he had started letting them sleep on the front porch rather than putting them in their kennel each night.  So, I guess that means that they got out of their “jail” sooner than I did!

I was able to go to outside for recreation on each of the weekend mornings at about 7:30 am.  I ran about a mile and a half each time.  I was surprised that it was easier than I thought, and it put me in a totally refreshed mood for the rest of the day. I’m going to try to incorporate regular running into my routine from now on.  It will cut into my volleyball playing, but I really seem to enjoy the running a lot.  I’ll let you know once I work up to running more than 2 miles.

I went to commissary last week and bought more healthy food this time than last.  I also picked up the tennis shoes that I ordered a few weeks back.  I haven’t had real shoes that fit on my feet for nearly 3 months, so having these shoes is very comfortable!  Once I get out of here, I will be selling them to the highest bidder, so that one of my friends will be able to complete the perfect TDC Prisoner Halloween costume.
I haven’t seen a parole official, but I am expecting to any day now. I am still very confident that I’ll be paroled in a timely fashion and be home by the middle of the summer.

How did everyone feel about Tiger Woods playing in the Masters? I was able to watch Saturday’s round, but was not able to watch any on Sunday.  Personally I was pulling for Tiger, but I am wondering how you all felt about it.

As proof of how “real” prison is, I have the misfortune of relaying 3 different stories. Each is an example of how life behind bars emulates completely a free life and of how emotions must be dealt with in prison.  About 3 weeks ago, my friend in here, code Blue, received word from the chaplain, that his mother had died.  I’m not sure exactly how, but I think it was from some type of long term illness.  He could have received permission to attend her funeral if he had chosen to.  This would have involved him paying for his own security escort fees and he would have attended the funeral in handcuffs under constant guard.  He either chose not to go, or couldn’t afford it.

Another guy in my dorm that sleeps two bunks down found out last Thursday that his 17 year old daughter had been murdered.  Apparently she had been shot by a jealous ex-boyfriend that was already under investigation for the murder of a teenage boy.  I don’t really know this guy that well, but he hasn’t acted any differently since he found out.  I don’t think he is planning on going to the funeral either.

The 3rd story is me having to tell another one of my friends in here, Coolidge, (Dog Poker) that he was not going to be released on the day he thought.  I had my mom check on the computer about his release.  He thought he was going home at the end of this month.  As it turns out, the parole board instead, chose to make him complete his entire 2 year sentence.  Now he won’t be going home for a little over a year from now. Anyway, I felt horrible for having to bring him that bad news, but he seemed to take it in stride. 
Being incarcerated definitely dulls your senses.  I suppose that it’s just a natural defense mechanism our bodies use.  Maybe it can somewhat be compared to hibernation.
 A new guy moved into our dorm a few days ago.  He lives in florida and was cought with 80 lbs of drugs in his trunk as he drove them from Houston back east on I-10.  This guy is as redneck as they come.  I didn’t realize that the Florida swamps had these types. I’ve heard enough alligator hunting stories over the last two days to last a lifetime.  FYI, he is in here on a ten year sentence.

It’s getting near the end of my work shift so I think I’ll wrap this up for now.  I hope to be caught up al little more by the end of the week and I should be able to concentrate on the blog.  Thanks so much for reading and I look forward to any comments you have.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010


I’ve had a very productive past few days.  I’ve been able to complete a lot of writing, and I’ve been able to get a solid start on handling some ongoing business dealings.  I have been working almost all day on the draft of the petition to bring suit against my ex and her father and finally just finished it up.  Here in about ten days or so, there ought to be an active lawsuit against both of them.  After 5 years they will finally be put on the defensive.  I feel a little funny telling everyone this.  

You see, I am not a vindictive person.  I have tried for the last few years to come up with valid reasons not to follow through with this suit.  I simply cannot come up with enough reasons to outweigh the amount of money they owe.  I have a feeling that most people reading this right now are probably thinking to themselves that I am bitter, or that I am refusing to move forward in my life by continuing to actively involve myself with the people and things that landed me in jail in the first place.  Maybe you are right, but I do not think so.  First, I am not bitter.  I can speak the truth candidly about my past, but that in no way equals bitterness.  There is nothing more  I would like than to simply and totally move on with my life.  

What I’m going through now is part of that process.  The new lawsuit to defend myself and my family is part of the process.  I am in the continuing process of moving on, and I have long since forgiven many people that I think misconstrued what I did wrong and took advantage of me.  I have not forgotten what happened, and I have learned a considerable amount.  I truly hope that these same people have been able to forgive me and move forth in their own lives, however, that decision is up to them.  Their actions will no longer affect mine.
If anyone cares to comment I would like to know what you think.  Is this a psychoanalytically positive or negative move on my part?  What could be the absolute worst possible outcome here?   Thanks!  If this were a movie, the credits would begin to roll right now with music being played by “Drowning Pool” of the song “Bodies”.
Good night and sweet dreams to all.

Questions I was wondering about this week:
1. How many mg. of sodium should I consume daily?
2. If I am on a diet in here, and I am consuming way too much sodium, how long will it take once I get out, to return my sodium balance back to normal?  Basically, what I am wanting to know is, if I should be concerned with my sodium intake for the short time (hopefully) that I am in here.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010


This afternoon, I would like to talk about Jonah.  He’s the guy in my tank that is the felon, turned “Bible beater”.  On my first day here at the Gist unit  I was in the tank for less than an hour before he had besieged me, asked me if I was sure I wasn’t going to Hell, and tried to get me to dial some 1-900-GOD-SAVES number.  Turns out this guy has a very interesting side story in addition to what I’d like to discuss about his religious tendencies.
The side story:  Jonah was being pursued by an officer in Texarkana, AR.  Jonah was in a pickup truck and fled across the state line into Texarkana TX.  This chase was at roughly 3 am one morning on a fairly deserted stretch of highway.  Upon crossing the state line, the Arkansas officer continued to pursue Jonah, but let multiple Texas DPS officers in from of him, so that they could lead in the pursuit of Jonah.  Well, eventually, Jonah either pulls over or gets stopped in relatively lack luster fashion and is arrested.  Amongst other charges, he is charged with some degree of assault with a deadly weapon because of the fact that his vehicle had endangered the lives of the officers involved in the chase.  Jonah was convicted and sentenced to 99 years in prison.  Jonah did have a prior criminal record and this contributed to his sentence length.  All of the above references are non-disputed facts of this case.  The interesting part follows.  On appeal, Jonah’s attorney argued that Jonah’s vehicle should not have been classified as a deadly weapon because Jonah never endangered anyone with it. By using the actual video tapes from the Texas patrol cars the attorney established that Jonah never passed or crossed paths with another vehicle.  The Texas trooper’s own testimony solidified this.  The attorney argued that the DA used the rationale that the troopers were endangered by merely following Jonah.  The attorney further argued that if this rationale was accurate then every single instance of evading arrest in a vehicle would be the same “use of deadly force” scenario and should carry the same punishment.  The attorney argued that the laws were written to differentiate between a “normal” evading arrest case and an aggravated one.  Jonah’s attorney was successful and the case was overturned.  The state then appealed, but was not victorious.  Jonah was granted a new trial and accepted a 10 year plea agreement.  He has actually already been paroled once and is back in here on a parole violation.  All the law enforcement officers out there can thank Jonah for establishing this case law in the state of Texas.  All of the above is summarily true and accurate.  I read about it here in our law library.  Research David Drichas if you want to learn more.  Personally, I am on the side of Jonah in this matter.
Like I said, Jonah’s chase scene is a side note. What I am curious about is all of the phony messiah hoopla that goes on in here concerning God, religion, “seeing the light”, and “leaving everything in God’s hands”.   My main saying in here is “You cut your own deals.”  Therefore, I have absolutely have zero problem if every person in here wants to grab a Bible, the Koran, or for that matter, ride a magic carpet, but leave me out of it. What mind set would someone need to make themselves think that they should be trying to persuade others to adhere to their own religious beliefs?  Please keep in mind that I am not speaking in generalities.  I am speaking specifically of prison inmates.  I think that the reason the guys do this is to try to overcompensate for the crimes they committed.  The guys proclaim that it was God’s will for them to come to prison and they are continuing God’s work by trying to educate others.  I say “Hogwash”.   I think it is a meagerly thin pole to try to stand behind to hide the fact that they can’t own up to what they did wrong.  I think that they are scared of falling into the same lowly patterns that led them to commit their crime.  They know these patterns and their lifestyle is wrong, but they are either too weak or too scared to try to change it.  Thanks for listening to my tirade!
 My questions to you are these:  (1) Should all vehicle pursuits be treated in the same way and be met with the same sentence, or should some be considered more or less severe?    (2) Why do people (in general, not just prisoners) try to force their religion upon you?  Why do prisoners so frequently turn to the bible when it has never before been a factor in their life?  Do you think that the prisoners truly feel that they will continue with their religious ways once they are released, or do you think these prisoners know that their “Bible thumping” is only a splint for a very bad wound?  Obviously, all your comments are welcome.
I have a friend in here that I have previously discussed this issue with.  I’m going to try and get him to write a bit to explain his position.  Hopefully he can share some of his thoughts with us.

Saturday, May 1, 2010


It's just after 6am and I'm waiting in line at the medical department AGAIN. Over the last month I have spent more time seeing doctors than I have in my entire cumulative lifetime before I got here. If they wanted to make prison life REALLY harsh they should just build one with an eternal waiting line that never stops wrapping around the building.

I heard some really ironic news last night when I called my Mom. Apparently the police department was trying to locate me to inform me that they had recovered a trailer that was stolen from my business last Summer. It was a small enclosed trailer worth about $2,500. The police wanted to know if I wanted to press chargers or not and they also wanted me to identify the trailer. As I talked to my Mom I let her know how to identify the trailer and also let her know where the title to it was located. Unfortunately, the title is in a filing cabinet that was one of the first items I put into storage. Hopefully it won't be necessary to have the title to take possession of the trailer, but if it is, then I suppose my Dad will have to dig it out of storage. So, I have a question for my readers. Should I press charges against the person who stole the trailer?

The details as I know them are (JP-feel free to add in the comments section if you know more than what I say).  I do not know who took the trailer.  Back last Summer JP and I had our suspicions that it was a certain worker, but we were unsure.  The trailer had about $750 worth of work related materials in it when it was taken.  I have no idea what would be in it now.  The trailer was stolen from where it was always parked overnight.  It was behind the warehous at my office along with several other trucks, trailers and storage units.  There was no insurance coverage on the trailer.  I did not receive any type of compensation for its loss.  I have no idea how the trailer was recovered, nor do I know what the cost will be to pick it up and move it to storage along with my other stuff.

So there you have it.  That's all I know.  Should I press charges or not?  I have already made up my mind what I'll do, but I'd like to hear what you have to say.  I think there are quite a few interesting perspectives on the topic.  Also, JP, do you know who took it or how they were caught?  I'm dying to find out.