Wednesday, September 27, 2006


August 14th, 2006
Monday (12:14 p.m.)

Didn't wake up until they opened my cell door for lunch. Told the guard to let all the other guys out first and come back and get me last. Had to get dressed and wash my face etc.

I was dreaming, and I didn't want to get up. Can't remember what I was dreaming about, but I was enjoying whatever life it was I was living in it. I know I wasn't in prison, and was enjoying the company in my dream.

It's strange that I can still dream about riding in a car, sitting in a restaurant, or being in a house. After 17 years of prison cells, steel and concrete, you'd think I'd forget how to dream about such things, but I often find myself in a childhood home with my mother, or at my uncle's house in Columbus, Ohio. I dream about my mother, my sister, and Jeffrey (my son) just as often as I do my living family. I even dream about my cousin, John, though we haven't spoken since 1989.


August 13th, 2006
Sunday (8:11 p.m.)

I'm watching the Cincinnati Bengals (at home) against the Washington Redskins. I took the Bengals head-up for a stamp (embossed envelope= .42 cents), even though the starting quarterback, Carson Palmer, won't be playing. The home team wins about 66% of the time in pre-season games, so I took Cincinnati. Something to cheer about and make the game more fun. Besides, I've been right about every game so far this year.

Had a visit Friday. Prudence ("Death Row Ministry") came to see before she leaves the area for a year or so. Had a good time. I hope she makes it back here every now and again.

(11:13 p.m.)

Cincinnati beat Washington 19-3. Now I can tease Smitty for awhile when he comes out for rec.

I fell asleep at halftime and woke up with 3 minutes left in the game. It was 12-3 at halftime, so I didn't miss a whole lot.


August 7th, 2006
Monday (11:51 a.m.)

A new phone system goes into effect today. It'll take 48 hours before "APPROVED PHONE NUMBERS" go into the system. This is such bullshit! I can no longer call up friends or cousins once a year to say "Happy Birthday" or "Merry Christmas" unless they happen to be one of the 15 people entered into my "APPROVED LIST". One more freedom taken away. Hell, it takes 48 hours just to get a phone number into the system.

This comes on the heels of not being able to get through to Debbie last night, and the earliest I'll get through to her (according to the system) will be 48 hours from the time I dial her phone number today.


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