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.

Thursday, July 29, 2010


Sorry for the delay in sending responses to the comments, but I barely got any for so long, and then got a ton of them, so I am pretty much caught up besides a few recent ones, which I will respond to shortly. I hear the comments are slowing down again, so I hope you can take the time to ask some more questions or at least let me know if there is something else I should write about if the blog is boring you.Anonymous   A dream would involve the 6 correct lottery numbers suddenly appearing through steam on my bathroom mirror. However, proper planning and execution will lead to a desirable business.
MamaB  We certainly agree that weekends are the worst with Friday night and Saturday morning being the worst because there is still so much time to pass before it’s back to Monday.  It’s weird how this is 180 degrees opposite what it’s like in the free world.  It seems that parole answers are being delivered to inmates via the IPO about 2-3 weeks after the vote is completed.  I can say this with confidence.  Inmates are not finding out if their Discretionary Mandatory Review (shortway) release date has been approved or denied until after the date passes.  When I was at the intake unit, there were five or so people in my tank that thought they were going home the next day, but were not certain.  They were informed at about 10:00pm the evening prior to their release that they would catch train to the Walls unit to be let go.
My friend in my last unit that was denied his shortway, did not learn his fate until my mom looked up his info on the computer roughly 5 days prior to his expected release. I guess what this means is that an inmate will not know his fate concerning his shortway release until immediately before the particular date, unless he can communicate with someone on the outside.
I have heard not one story about a home plan being approved and then the inmate being denied parole.  My guess is that the entire story is not being disclosed, and that there’s more to that situation than meets the eye. Do you have the details?  A major case will cause one’s parole to be pulled, if the case comes post vote, but prior to release.
Heaven knows I am a math person, and I’ve tried to pattern the parole lag time at least 1000 different times since I’ve been in here.  I think I could do it if I had a larger pool, but with my limitations, I can’t.  One of my friends was voted on in 2 months.  Another took 2 ½ months.  Two more took just 3 months.  It looks like mine is going to be right at 3 months. I had 2 other friends in my last unit that never met with one IPO, but instead, visited directly with a commissioner.  One with Freeman and one with Rezicka.  Both of them received an answer within 2 weeks and both got F13R’s. Another friend met with an IPO in early April.  He then met with Freeman early in June.  Within 2 weeks of his Freeman meeting, he was given a serve all.  I wish I had better answers for you.
The consensus here in MW seems to be that parole answers are received more quickly, but I haven’t personally witnessed it.  One of the guys I’ve met in MW also saw his IPO on April 20th , as I did. He was from a different region, so it will be interesting to see exactly when my official answer arrives and exactly when his does.
I can’t help you on the 24 day commissary thing.  It’s just poor business/management skills by the particular unit.  Here in MW at the “for profit” facility, commissary is precisely once a week.   Thank you for trying to look into getting information about burning calories/hour during various activities. I did end up getting some information about it.
Big Daddy  I’ve never heard the term ‘Mrs. Big Daddy’.  That’s hilarious!  However, is it actually appreciated by Mrs. Big Daddy?  Jpay is a thing of the past since I’m now at a private facility that doesn’t support Jpay.  Sending info to me this way is fine, or I can get my mailing address to you.  Shoot Fedora an email with your name, email, and postal address and ask him to forward it to my mom.  My mom will then add your name to my private email list. Or maybe I can have her independently search my files.  One way or another, I will get it to you.
So, 26 bottles of water doesn’t impress you too much, huh?  I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or a put down, but I think I like it.  I also heard about the lady that drowned from drinking too much water on the radio show.  What a way to go? I know I got a bad headache from drinking my water, but I feel it was still a very safe distance away from drowning.  Interestingly, over the last handful of years I’ve seen countless stupid and dangerous things occur out in Devil’s Cove.  most of which involved a lot of liquid courage.  I’m surprised that no one has drowned while I’ve been there.  However, a guy did drown about 2 hours after we left one Sunday afternoon.  Anyway, I have vowed that the 2 ways I will 100% not die, will be by drowning or by being hit by a train.  The train thing is a whole other story.
I think you need to build your own low rider.  Paint it John Deere green, and let’s ride in it on the next 4th of July.  I can think of many other fun activities for the big event, but I’ll spare you for now.  On a bright note about my release, I will 99% assuredly be out by next 4th of July.  If I’m not out then, wow, we got big problems!
Why is the food at the Oasis so bad? It has notoriously been that way for as long as I can remember. What’s so hard about making decent Tex Mex?  That place does have awesome views. Too bad you can’t access it by boat unless you have Army Ranger mountain climbing gear.
For some reason in here, I think about that Mexican bar we all went to where we bet on dog races.  I don’t remember the name of it, but I wish I was there right now petting one of the greyhounds right before he ran.  I’m pretty sure I’d even battle it out with one of the cartels over there as opposed to being locked up here. Do you think I would make a good Mexican Warlord?
I’ll talk to you soon.

Maria    Thanks for letting me know that your friend and Sketch have been able to correspond.  He left the last unit well ahead of me, and I wondered if he was able to catch up with your friend.  Thanks again for your help with that.  Be looking for a personal letter from me soon.  How’s the weather there now?
Jill Thanks again for all the letters and parole info.   You need a shot!
Jill – Ginger – MamaB   About starched uniforms for visiting:  Exercising my normal selfish mannerisms, I neglected to consider the feelings of the person that would travel to the prison to visit me or another inmate and how this person would perceive a ‘sub par’ looking uniform.  I do understand your point about wanting to maintain a healthy appearance in front of a loved one.  I don’t think I’ve been convinced to starch my own uniform, but I will no longer judge anyone else that does.  Here in MW our uniforms are khaki in color and look much better the  white uniforms, in most part, simply due to the fact that they hide dirt better.  The uniforms here seem to be newer and fit better.  They pretty much look like khaki colored scrubs that would be worn in a clinical setting.
MamaB   Newspapers are delivered like mail, but are typically 4-6 days behind.  It is nice to be able to keep up on current events and some of the human interest items that are in the paper.  The paper can also be used as an intangible commodity and/or trading tool.  Newspapers are not sold in here, but sharing a newspaper definitely buys credibility and earns brownie points.  You would certainly be allowed to send your son a subscription if you wanted.
I bet your son will get the book you mailed him and I’m sure he’ll love it and share it when he’s finished.  I have thoroughly enjoyed the books that my friends have sent.  I especially enjoy the ones that have been a little ‘outside the box’. Anything different in here is truly a breath of fresh air.  I saw Bill Cosby do his stand up routine live a few years back.  It was pretty good, but the venue was so large that his performance came off a little sterile.  If he ever got drunk and went into one of his diatribes, it would be classic.  Who is Joe Lopez?
Since I am not a father it’s tough for me to know what the dads in here were experiencing  I would guess that the day made them think very hard about the few stupid decisions they made that landed them in prison.  Maybe they also just try to play it off and forget the day even exists????
MamaB  I think that during the RV tour we should not only eat in every town we stop in, but rather we should stop in every town and eat. No Texacos though! The eateries all need to be ‘mom and pop’ type places.  It would be sort of like a Man vs. Food type of show, but with a twist.  It would be my duty to eat and to persuade at least one random patron from each location to continue in the RV with us for the duration of the tour. (I can just see the smile on Wamp’s face and the gears turning in his mind as he considers this.)  Let’s just hope this tour is able to start up sooner, rather than later. J
** Jeff B- Special comment:  I think I accidentally left out the URL of the boat of my dreams in my reply to you last time. Look up Cranchi boats model 64HT.  If you could have that fueled up and waiting at the dock for me, I’d be obliged.
Thank you for all of your continued support and interest.  I’ll talk to you again soon…. hopefully, with some good news.

Monday, July 26, 2010


It’s now evening time and I’m cleaned up and ready for bed.  Only problem is that I’m not sleepy.  My sleeping at night has not been all that sound, so I’ve been taking one hour to one and a half hours naps during the afternoons.  I’m doing this in homage to “Life Style” and truly am taking full advantage of my vacation and resort quality accommodations.  Please don’t be too jealous.

Surprisingly, last night I received more than my ordinary haul of mail. That’s great and thanks to you!  It still remains important for me to keep in touch with all of you, and it provides me with abundance day to day inspiration when I learn what is still going on in the day to day lives of my friends.  It may seem a redundant quest, but the ample spare time I have in here heightens my senses and makes me long for new information to digest.  So please keep the letters and comments coming.  The most insignificant remarks can go a long way.  Specific comments about ‘80’s hair bands are enjoyed.

I’ve been here for about 2 weeks now.  Today, a total of 35 guys left the unit to go home.  It looked like a POW exodus at the end of a war.  One of the guys that left was one of my roommates.  I didn’t know him well, but he seemed like, what I’d consider to be, one of the 4 “middle of the road” guys in here.  A black guy, probably early 30’s, that has a wife and daughter.  I really didn’t get to know him, but it was interesting to see him prepare to go home.  I wish I could share more with you about his feelings, but as I tried to gain some insight, he wasn’t too talkative.  I can tell you that the last week was very long for him and he was nervous up until yesterday, that something would go wrong and prevent his release.  Apparently everyone here gets their final release documents one day prior to going home.  These documents are what make it official.  I think the only thing that would prevent a release once these are issued would be a brand new arrest for some unrelated matter.  Anyway, it was pleasant seeing a person that was fairly close to me get to leave.  He’s been gone now for about 12 hours and has already been forgotten.  It’s funny how that works.  His bunk is empty right now, but most likely will be filled tomorrow when a new chain of guys arrive.  Chains arrive here on Wednesdays and Fridays.  Hopefully, it won’t be anyone like the fat guy from Shaw Shank.

When I left my previous unit, I had to leave behind one bag of commissary items, books, and files/papers. It was finally shipped and arrived to me last night here. We were only allowed to take one bag with us when leaving the last unit.  I would say the bag was about the size of a small potato sack. It was nice to get all my books and papers back with me.  I still need a small armoire to store everything.  One of the first things I looked through was my parole packet (the one that my attorney put together which included letters from my friends and family as well as other important information for the parole board).  It was a nice confidence refresher and boost.

I finished the ‘Jack the Ripper’ book and enjoyed it.  It started to drag a little at the end with inundating details.  I’m now starting a book called Body Hunter about some murders that took place in Wichita Falls, Texas, in the 1980’s. It is a non-fiction book. I’ll report more on it when I finish, as I’m only 50 pages into it right now.

In a couple of the personal letters I have recently received, my friends left with me the impression that they were very disappointed, or they felt I might be very disappointed that I’m not home by now, or more specifically, that my ‘date’ of June 25 came and went with nothing changing. Please don’t fret. June 25th was a best case scenario and although I’m certainly not happy to still be here, I’m not one bit disheartened.  If anything, I’m excited that the train of logic I’d been using, actually worked for me.  For 5 months I gave myself the date of June 25 because I wanted a tangible goal to look forward to.  The earlier date made sense in my head, and this was comforting for me.  I figured that if I didn’t go home by June 25th then another month sure wasn’t going to kill me.  I am still using the same logic, for I now plan to be home on my birthday in August.  I’m 85% done as of today.  See, doesn’t that sound rosey?  What’s a measly 15% anyway?

I learned yesterday that one of my friends will be headed to Afghanistan in a few months.  We should all keep his safety in mind.  If I could stay in here longer for the sake of your well being, my friend, I’d definitely do it. But heck, knowing you…’re probably ready to head that way right now.  I’ll talk to you more before you leave, but, for the time being, I wish you the best of luck.

Thanks to everyone for reading the blog and for your support.  I’m going to address some comments now and will get those in the mail soon.

Thursday, July 22, 2010


I've been working on responding to blog comments for awhile, and sorry some of them didn't come sooner, but it seems like there were so few that I was expecting a flurry of them to arrive so I could send a big response back, but I never got the flurry...just a few here and there...but of course I was very happy to get them and am always happy to receive word from the outside.  I look forward to responding to all these comments and to reading more.  As I perused the comments, I looked at a couple of them with particular interest and began to get the feeling that there was still some confusion as to the details of the crime I committed to get here.  I guess I never have really explained it that well, and there are even some points to it that are still unknown to me.  I’m wondering how many of my close friends really know.  I try to downplay it most of the time when it comes up, but I think it’s finally time to get everything about it down in writing.  I believe I’ll start on that soon.  Probably after I get through with all these comments.  Everything is going well for me in here.  I’m awaiting the parole vote.  I did get to play a softball game yesterday which was fun.  Thanks for reading and thanks for all of your support.
I completely agree with you about selling the trailer and that’s exactly what I would have done had I been given the chance.  Funny, the comment that Shane left just after yours is almost exactly the same thing. When Shane and I were in college, he almost got us both arrested because he tackled some poor girl’s mo-ped. The police had the handcuffs out and we were both going to jail, until I agreed to just buy the mo-ped from her.  Shane still particularly blames this on me because I did dare him to do it.  Shucks, I really didn’t think he’d follow through with it, though!   To Shane’s credit, he was hammered, but still managed to cause damage to the mo-ped. I think we were 20 years old when this happened.  In reference to your sighting of Lacey, I must make a couple of remarks.  First, I am only in jail, I didn’t have my memory erased.  It is not necessary to place the word “hot” in from of her name.  That thought is simply a constant in the equation.  Secondly, there are things that make me smile and keep my spirits up while I’m, in here.  Three of those things are free range minidonks, the thought of a chocolate and orange daiquiri, and Lacey @Pub.
See my remark to Wamp about the mo-ped. You are still way too much to blame for your obnoxious behavior. If not for me that night, you might still be locked up!

SHANE -  What were you doing in Panama? Can’t you sell computers over the phone?  I hope it was hot, humid, and miserable!

Awesome! Teach all the Scottish kids American prison slang and words describing funny animals.  Maybe I can visit for a “show and tell” type of field trip.  If you can manage to get to the states next year, we’ll take your picture standing next to, or riding a Longhorn.

I am raising three Ridgeback Thorny Pelicans.  All of them had the oily film covering their feathers like you mentioned.  If I can pledge to adopt eleven more, the parole board has agreed to let me go home early.  If you think you can cap the well, then put your money where your mouth is.  It will not bother me too much to eat tuna caught ‘post oil spill’ from the Gulf.  I fear no fish.

If I’m interpreting Jill’s comments correctly, then it was an employee named Ben that stole the trailer.  No payment issues.  It would definitely not have had anything to do with my ex.  What I did in the past was to make were some careless, poor, borderline decisions.  Stealing an employer’s trailer and selling it is a conscience act of breaking the law.  The two are very similar and probably represent the same outcome, but in my mind there are many differences between the two.

LMAO! I’m pretty much ready for Dolly to treat me at Pappasito’s.  Can the margarita’s please be served in pitchers and the Goldschlager, plenty?  Can Greer come?

Glad to hear you’re still alive and kicking.  I’ve pretty much overcome my lake withdrawals, but it’s been tough.  I’m glad you had a good time, and please continue to enjoy the water until I get back.  Google…. Sunseeker Manhattan.  That is the next boat in line.  LOL.  Well, it would be nice anyway. Guess we would need to hire a private skipper to go with it.  I’ll see you soon.

Letters from friends are definitely important.  Since I have no spouse, kids, or girlfriend, I can’t really speak on the importance of communication with those three, but I imagine the longing for communication is even more intense.  The letters that I enjoy reading the most (and I think this is just about a consensus with my friends in here, too) are letters that just tell normal day to day stories about what is happening in someone’s life.  Just hearing that someone went to work, played with their dog, and then went out to eat is very pleasant to read about.  It’s very important and elevates hope when you can imagine being re-involved with normal life on the outside.  I have been very fortunate that my friends have continued to write to me on a regular basis. I thoroughly enjoy writing all of my friends and spend a lot of time doing just that. Many guys in here feel that letters in here ought to be a tit for tat sort of bargain, but I disagree.  I don’t need a return letter each time I send one out. On a related, but different topic, I am surprised at how many guys here write terrible and hateful letters to their wives and girlfriends while they are in here. I can’t figure that out.
How is your son doing?  I hope all is well.

I guess we’ve pretty much addressed the entire trailer situation.  Do you think it was Ben?  As you already know, I finally received the packet.  Thank you!
Thanks for your offer to help with the blog.  I think you’ve communicated with my mom and I understand that all is good at this time.  But I’m sorry your life is boring. I’m not sure I totally believe you, though.  Certainly there is something fun going on.  Head on over to the nudist colony for a fun filled weekend, if you can’t think of anything else!

My initial thoughts on the trailer were very similar to yours.  As time passed, I began to realize that it was not my obligation to punish or to rehab the person who stole the trailer.  For me to have to involve myself in that would place further inconvenience on me now, and it would also leave me wondering if I had made the right choice.  I’m thinking just give me my trailer back, and the punishment phase of what happens to the person who took it is beyond my control.  I’m not trying to be apathetic, only realistic.
I think every time I went to medical, it was about my blood pressure.  It finally came down to within the normal range.  Quite some time after it was normal, they called me back into medical so that an actual doctor could explain to me that it was indeed normal.  Every previous occasion, I had dealt with a nurse.   She was very pretty, and the only attractive female in the whole unit, but she was married.  Unfortunately, I have no funny tale to tell you about secret meetings in the clinic.  Tucker Max would not be proud.

MAMA B - I don’t remember the exact changes I made to improve the letter you mentioned.  The letter contained my pleas and goals once I am released and was addressed to the parole board.  Originally, I wrote the letter with a lighter tone than what ended up in the final version.  Although my first version was not at all humorous, I did try to let some of my personality melt through to the reader.  Apparently, I either did a poor job of it, or my attorney didn’t like it, because he suggested that I rewrite it and make it sound less “friendly” and more “business like”.   I rewrote the letter and I liked the final product better.  My attorney approved the 2nd version and it is included in my parole packet.  If I’m denied parole, it certainly won’t be due to a lack of quantity or quality of letters written by myself or by friends to the parole board.  I’m certain we have our bases covered in that arena.
   I’m still missing my dogs.  They are sooo loving it at the farm, though.  They are well taken care of and are having a blast.
Story #1: There isn’t a lot of sympathy handed out in here.  It’s easy to give inmates space, but to give much sympathy is a little too personal.  It’s very easy to make “friends” in here, but no one is terribly close to another.  It’s just the nature of the beast.
Story #2: I really have no more clue about it now than I did back then.  He acted as though nothing even happened.  Part of it had to be an act and part of it was probably due to the fact he was so far and so long removed from his daughter’s life.  It would be difficult to be locked up for a long time and not distance yourself emotionally from the outside.  I think that the human mind would force you to be distant even if you didn’t intend to.  It seems it would be just a basic human adaptation and survival mechanism.
Story #3:  I’m sorry, I can’t remember which person this concerned.  I do wish I had some blackened alligator to eat right now.
1) The iron goat is elusive, but he pretty much can fend for himself.  He knows much more than he lets on.  
2) My dad picked up the trailer and it is being stored at his farm.  He had to pay $300-$400 for the towing and storage.
3) I don’t think anyone else was too jealous of my job or mail.  I don’t have a nickname for I have never been a nickname type person. I write personal letters back and forth to about 10 friends outside of the blog.  The buildings are indeed hot and unpleasant, but they’re not as bad as everyone makes them out to be.  They are constructed with elevated ceilings to let the heat rise up out of our path and there is a huge exhaust fan in each tank.  There is a central ventilation system that circulates air and there are two huge oscillating fans per tank.  Is it uncomfortable?  Definitely, yes.   Is it the worst thing in the world?  No, far from it. I still used a sheet to cover up with at night.
    Speaking of units, I hope your son is not still at the same unit.  That unit is the most uncomfortable of the three that I have seen. The guards are more strict there, and I think that might increase the apprehension and stress level of the inmates quite a bit.  Also, since it is the unit where inmates usually spend the night  immediately prior to being released home, it is very transient, at least in some areas.  The recent 15 hour period I just spent there was like a constant “nails down the chalkboard” type of feeling.
(But keep in mind, that I was a transient.) Also, the cafeteria there has no windows, and I felt like I was eating in a cave, but maybe I would have gotten used to it.

MAMA B I may be completely disillusioned, but I thought your son was awaiting his shortway release date after being given a serve-all at his first parole.  From what you mentioned here in this comment, I think I got confused somewhere.  In any case, I hope he gets to go home ASAP. (Like tomorrow!)
    I am not taking any business courses.  I was only writing a business plan with the guidance of some appropriate literature. One of my friends was transferred to a unit in Cleveland which does offer a business type of program that is six months in duration.  I don’t know many details about the unit or program in Cleveland.  There are two levels of a CAD class in the last unit I was in, and there is also a basic computer course that, as I understand it, teaches you to use Microsoft office and some other necessities.
    I don’t plan to make a career change.  I’m not opposed to one, per say, but in my estimation, I will be happier and be able to obtain my financial goals quicker, if I stick with the same career.
    I can see how your son wants to begin with something completely new.  Immediately upon leaving prison would be the perfect time to take action.  There is already a sense of revival in me that I think most people in here experience.  If I could make a lot of money next year and go back to school, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
    We hear all the early release rumors here, too.  Truthfully, it is impossible for us to see a broad enough spectrum to see any patterns.  We are simply too isolated in our own tank of 50 guys.  Here, almost every single person gets their shortway or makes parole.  I’d say five to ten people walk out of the lock gates of this place each weekday morning to go home.  I’m pretty sure that has little to do with any drastic changes, though.  Rather, I think, that the inmates they send here are pretty much pre-slated to go home soon.  In my room of 8, one is going home next week, one is going home in August, and one should be leaving in October.  Hopefully, I’ll be going home next month, also.

MAMA B - Although the death of that inmate was unfortunate, the nitwit shouldn’t have been messing with electricity and suspending two hot wires in a bowl of water to mellow the current.  I mean, come on!  Once again, Darwin prevails.
      Weekends are so much longer for the exact reasons you mention. Anything here that takes you out of your normal routine slows the clock.
      My friend, Jeff, received a one year set off after serving 10 months on a 4 year sentence.  Turns out he had an aggressive juvenile record and holds dual citizenship with the US and Greece.  He moved to Greece for 3 years when he was trying to avoid being arrested for his probation violation.  I’m sure this factored into the parole board’s decision more than he realized.
    I feel that God has already given me every asset and tool necessary to get out of prison and begin to lead a productive life.  It’s up to me to take advantage of what he has offered. Fortunately, if I mess it up, he will offer me unlimited chances to atone, but if it’s all the same to everyone else, I think I’ll go ahead and land this one on the first try.  I do, however, grasp your point completely.
     I already have a weekly exercise sheet that I use to plan 7 days in advance.  I’ve found that I don’t like planning for more than a week in advance, because I can’t accurately predict what I’m going to become bored with.  My planning here at Mineral Wells is still a work in progress, too.  I’m only planning about 2 days in advance right now, because my body is still getting used to exercising 3 times a day, and I’m still coming up with new exercises to do. Believe me when I say that vigorous exercise 3 times daily is unlike any normal or other exercising that I have ever done.

MAMA B - I think if I had a parrot I would name him Skeg. If I had a parrot, that means I would be a pirate and I’d live on a boat.  Skeg would spend most of his day sitting atop his perch and I think he’d have a fairly nasty demeanor.  He would be primarily green, yellow, and gray in color and each of his eyes would be a different hue, lending to his mysterious, yet cunning existence.
     The vehicle thing you mention is very accurate.  I’m certain there is a logical psychological reason for it.  I just hate it when I see a bunch of other red Ferraris like mine.
     Don’t worry about needing to descend from “High Life” while intoxicated.  There will be free taxis (a Sirdar led alpaca) for all of those in need. And you can really never have too many ‘touristy’ theme bars.  There will always be someone willing to pay twice as much for a drink and to buy an expensive, silly souvenir.

MAMA B - I did not get to eat any crawfish.  A couple of the guards brought some back to where I worked, but I didn’t want to stick around for the extra 4 or 5 hours it took for them to finally return.  At the last unit we got limited ice water.  Here, the supply is endless and air conditioning and fans are allowed, but they don’t sell them at the commissary. Fans have to be bought from other units, as do radios.
     My plan after selling my business after 3 years would be to begin another business venture.  I have no idea what that would be at this time but it would certainly be done in an effort to make more money and /or let me move out to the lake or spend more time on the lake.
     Going back to an earlier point….I’ll tell you about what I did yesterday as an example of how much better it is here.  From 8:00 am to 12:30 pm yesterday, I stayed outside at the softball field.  There was no count, and no guards came to mess with me or anyone around me.  I watched one game. I got to play in another and got sunburned. Very normal stuff!  
II thank everyone for the comments that you make.  It is very supportive and means a lot to me.  I definitely plan on responding quicker to comments in the future, even if there are only a few that I get. I’ll talk to you soon.

Monday, July 19, 2010


Well they served hamburgers and chili dogs for lunch this past weekend and I got a visit from my dad, which was definitely a nice surprise.  I probably wasn’t in as good of spirits as he would have liked to have seen me, but it was only due to the fact that I was so exhausted from the working out last week. It’s very hard to sit at a table with your dad and discuss random topics for 2 entire hours.  Keep in mind that I have no problem spending countless hours or days with my dad.  It’s just hard to pull stuff out of the air when the gorilla in the room is “when is this parole mess going down?  They sell fast food items here that are microwaveable, so he bought me a mini pizza.  OMG, it was so good!  I can’t wait to get out of here and devour a pizza buffet somewhere.

I think I will adjust my exercise routine to something a little more regimented and productive then I've been doing and I’ll probably go to the library tomorrow.  At some point this week I’m going to try to figure out how to get my hands on a radio in here.  I think that listening to an hour or two of music and talk radio would be a solid way to pass time each day.

So I haven't heard any news that differed concerning my parole.  I’m still simply waiting for the board to vote on me.  It has been questioned quite a bit recently about the impact of my transfer on my parole, or if my pending parole dictated I be transferred.  Although it would seem to make logical sense to relate those two events, it is not the case.  My parole and the entire process of me receiving parole is completely independent of my transfer to this unit.

Now, that being said, my sentence length and some other factors that will only be relevant if I do not make parole, do play into the fact that I was sent here.  To explain this would take 18 pages of writing and I might still fall short in my description.  But inmates are often sent here based on how much longer it is until they have their Discretionary Mandatory Review (shortway) release date.  Apparently, my profile and duration fit the ideal candidate to be housed here and I’m also pretty sure, due to the minimal security here, that everyone housed here has a non-aggravated charge.

The book I’m reading now is Portrait of a Killer- Jack the Ripper Case Closed  by Patricia Cornwell. She claims to have solved the mystery and her writing is very convincing, however, I have no basis on which to evaluate her findings.  My knowledge of the case is certainly limited, and she only tells her side of the story in her book.  I’m really missing the internet as I read.  It would be nice to research the other theories proposed and read what the anti-Cornwell crowd has to say.  Before anyone points out the obvious, yes, I am aware that Cornwell is primarily a fictitious crime author.  This book is supposed to be different.  I’ll be finished with it by the time you read this post, so please let me know what you think.

Everything here is just dandy.  I’ll wrap this up for now and will look forward to writing more soon.  I’ll be establishing a set workout schedule and I’m pretty time will start to fly by.

LOL!  One last anecdote. I think I was insulted last might by some young guy in here in the dorm.  He said my tattoo on my ankle was the smallest tattoo he had ever seen.  He said it was obvious I was trying to hide it, and he wanted to know what it meant.  I faintly described the reasoning behind the tattoo, but I don’t think my validation sank in.  I guess small tats just aren’t cool in here.

Thanks for reading, and I look forward to talking to you again very soon.