July 01, 2007
It's Sunday, and for a change it's sunny and bright. I woke up feeling better than yester-
July 02, 2007
Wow. It's already July. I just can't believe it. I thought yesterday was still June, so I changed my calendar today and thought, damn… it's July.
It's been raining today, which stinks. The rain moved in in the afternoon yesterday. I think everyone was bummed. It seems to not want to let up. As I was listening to KDOL, people from Europe and England were calling in saying it was flooding, due to so much rain.
I did start that book "The Grays" last night and finished it just awhile ago. I thought for a thriller it was quite good. The writing was very impressive. Plus, it was genuinely freaky. For the longest I couldn't figure out of the aliens were benign or not, as they were doing some creepy things to their abductees, but it turns out they never intended harm on hu-
Not much has really happened today. It's amazing how a day will shoot by when you're reading a good book. Now it's time to get some sleep. Or try.
Peace and Love.
July 03, 2007
It was complete madness yesterday and today. People were screaming and yelling, bang-
July 04, 2007
Fourth of July and it's raining. Not only that, but the cell I've been moved to has a build-
July 05, 2007
I went outside in the rain today. It was okay. Now I'm waiting on a shower. It's really hot and humid today, so everyone feels lethargic. Lunch was good. Had a burrito and Span-
July 06, 2007
Man, I am sick of this rain. It’s really getting out of hand. The sun will come out for an hour and then it’ll go right back to storming. I can’t play any basketball and I really need to jog. Running around in circles in the dayroom is so tiresome and boring. Playing bas-
My neighbor pulled his back and has been trying to get to medical all day long. The guards keep ignoring his complaints and he has turned in about three medical requests, but they keep giving him the run-
There’s not a lot going on today. It’s been pretty boring. I was going to talk to one of my friends, ―Big-
Tonight I’ll listen to the movie ―Robo Cop. I haven’t seen the movie in ages, but it was a favorite as a kid. I remember when Wesley and I had asked our mom if we could watch it, half expecting—no, fully expecting her to say, ―No. I picked up the video at Block Buster and took it to mom. ―Mom, can we watch this? She looked at it for a second and read the box. ―It’s pretty violent, she said. I don’t know. ―But Mom! It’s not a scary movie. You said you only didn’t want us to watch scary movies. Please, Mom? ―I want to watch it first. If it’s not too bad I’ll let you watch it.―Yes!Wesley and I said.
This weekend I plan on listening to the ―Live Earth concerts. I hope they are good.
Peace and love.
July 07, 2007
It’s Saturday and finally we have some sustaining sunshine. Woohoo! I woke up with the sunlight pouring into my cell, as if it were some heavenly glow, and thought, ―What’s this?‖ It hasn’t gone away yet.
We had a little excitement earlier. Yesterday I wrote about how my neighbor was having back problems. Well, medical keeps refusing to see him and one of the inmates was fed up, so as he was returning from the shower he refused to return to his cell. He de-
Of course the inmate was risking disciplinary action for this guy, which I think all of us, including the sergeant thought was very honorable. The sergeant goes to my neighbor’s cell and asks what his problem is. They talk for a bit and the sergeant calls for a wheel-
Not much has happened since and my neighbor hasn’t returned, so I can only guess he’ll probably be going to Galveston Medical Center. He’ll probably be gone for a while.
I’ll spend the rest of the day reading.
July 08, 2007
Today was extremely boring. I woke up, exercised, did laundry, listened to KDOL and then some movies on TV (radio). It had been sunny all day, but it’s storming again. Fig-
Today started off with the surprise of a lockdown. Well, it wasn’t necessarily a surprise as much as everyone was waiting for it to come. Thank God I stocked up on stamps a few weeks ago because it means no one will be able to go to the store in at least two-
Basically on a lockdown the guards use the time to thoroughly search through your be-
I didn’t get much sleep last night at all so I spent today catching up. I had stayed up to listen to a movie until 1:00 A.M. It was about this musician chick who had been raped and when she was a teen she became an alcoholic. Well, a journalist knows who raped her (his brother!) and sets out to do a story for a magazine on her, but really his motive is to tell her who raped her. I don’t know the title, but if this sounds familiar to anyone please email me and let me know the title of the movie. It was really good.
Anyway, at 1:00 A.M. I was awakened by two female guards yelling, giggling and being rowdy all night. They were horse-
Right now things are really quiet. We’re just waiting on mail and I’m currently on hot water bottle duty for my neighbor and his back. We (his neighbors) have been rotating duties.
My cell is a mess tonight because I’m going through things I want to keep and throw away for my turn on the cell search. Plus, I’ll more than likely be moved tomorrow. Got to whittle junk down.
Peace and love.
It has been one hot day. I think it has hit about 97 degrees. I’ve got my fan on but it’s really just pushing hot air around. I’m listening to ―The Four O’clock Flashback on ―The Buzz and the DJ just announced The Cure’s latest album will be out in October. Appar-
Well, it’s the second day of the lockdown and I slept in until 10:00 A.M. I stayed up lis-
Rumors have it A-
Nothing else to write about today. I
Didn’t get moved but we did get a hot dinner which surprised the hell out of all of us.
―How Are Things on the West Coast? –Interpol Man. I cannot get this song out of my head. It’s awesome.
Well, it’s been another very hot day and I’ve been extremely bored. They were supposed to shake down this pod today, but some ranking officer decided to change things up. I’m guessing that I won’t be moved until after the shakedown. If I don’t get moved tonight that’ll be a safe assumption.
Today I’ve been so bored that I actually spent it listening to TV shows like ―The View and ―Judge Hatchet and ―Judge Joe Brown.You’ve gotta be careful with programs like that because it can be very addictive. Mind rot is what I like to call them, but damn they’re like crack! What is it about the human psyche that loves to watch a train wreck, or to see other people air their own private problems (like me and my journal!)? Oh and that blonde on the view, she’s an idiot! She claims to be Republican conservative but can’t even form and educated opinion of her own views. It was like listening to a shiatsu yap away. So annoying. Still…I listened. This is what the lockdown has reduced me to. If I had a bowl full of ice cream it would be complete. Next thing you know I’ll be listening to the soap operas. Stay here, Randy. Don’t turn to the dark side.
Peace and love.
It’s Thursday and feels like eternity. Lord, the boredom. If this is purgatory then I re-
Today has been slow but they’ve begun to cell search our pod. If all goes fast we should have our section (I’m on F-
Tonight I received some mail from my girl friend and it made me a bit sad because she feels bad not being able to do more for me or to be closer to me. I mean, it makes me feel good about her care and concern, but I don
Well it has been an interesting day indeed. All cell searches have been halted due to two uses of force. Apparently the guards confiscated two radios so the inmates who the ra-
The best part of today was when I was called out for a Saturday night visit to see a friend. I wasn’t sure if he’d be able to show up as he would be flying in today, so it was a nice surprise.
As I write this my neighbor is calling me to talk, so I’ll see what he’s up to. His back is feeling a bit better but he’s still in pain.
Peace and love.
Jeez, am I tired. I talked all night until 3:00 A.M. Went to sleep only to have a sergeant wake me up at 6:00 A.M. ―Get up, get your shit packed. Everything comes out of your cell!‖ You know how when you don’t get enough sleep you can be a bit delirious? I stared acting goofy along with my neighbor, so as they were pulling guys out of their cells he began to tease and poke fun at them. Then I started to go into graphic description of the main kinds of diarrhea you can get eating nothing but cheese, bread, peanut butter and raisins. I said to one of the guards, ―You ever had bone rattling diarrhea? The kind of shits where ain’t nothin’ coming out. It’s like the dry heaves in reverse!‖ I just went on and on…Talk about getting some crazy looks.
I faired well in the search and spent the rest of the day doing laundry and listening to KDOL. I’ve got to get up at 6:00 A.M. tomorrow for a visit with my friend so I’m about to crash out.
Peace and love!
Today was a good day. I got up, exercised and we had showers. It was getting close to 8:00 A.M. and my friend was about to show up so I asked a guy if I could skip in front of him for a shower. He said it was cool so when the guards came I went ahead. While I was in the shower the visit escort came to pull me out. It was a nice visit. My friend, Da-
I came back, took a nap and wrote a quick letter to my girl. She called into KDOL just a short while but was in her car and the cell phone cut out—argh! Still her voice is like ho-
Peace and love!
I am so exhausted. I’ll probably be going to bed early tonight. I had a really great visit today with my friend, but it seemed to go by really fast. One cool thing that happened right at the beginning of my visit is a friend of one of my friends, Jennie, shot by and said hello. I thought that was cool. I got back to my cell around one in the afternoon and took a nap. Then a huge thunder storm hit and woke me up. Later I listened to a show called ―Democracy Now‖ and they were talking about the death penalty and recently found some execution audio recordings from Georgia. They were really disgusting and disturb-
Not much else to write about. I need to get these entries out and posted.
It’s been a nice, warm and quiet day. I got out of bed at nine in the morning and drank what I hope is my very last cup of coffee because I ran out and I really want to give up caffeine. Then I began to go through print-
I suppose the fire was lit after discussing my friend’s novel. I thought, you know, he’s working and I really should be also. I wasted too much time and honestly writing-
Right now, as I write this, I
A funny thing happened tonight. My neighbor gave me a jalapeno pepper and we were so hungry we decided to eat them as is. So, I take the first bite and the sucker is hot! As I take each bite I begin to moan, ―Ohhh! Ahhh! Shit! Ohhh! My mouth was on fire. So I keep making these moans and groans of pain, unaware that it could sound erotic to oth-
Today I was surprised to be told that I was being moved, but apparently the lock down is over. So I had to pack it up. The new cell was by far the nastiest cell I’d ever been moved to. It was horrible. I spent two-
Peace and love!
We are off lock down! Woo-
Peace and love!
Today has been pretty good. After a month and a half I finally got some sun-
crete on my knees gagging and choking. Then our skin and eyes burned. This lasted for about 20 seconds and I thought I was going to puke and then it passed. It took us about ten minutes to recuperate and we started playing ball again. I won seven games to six.
I was at a huge disadvantage, too. I started off losing four games in a row be-
Right now as I write this I’m waiting on a shower…and dinner. I’m hungry as a horse. I was a little down earlier today because yesterday my girl wasn’t able to call into KDOL, but I’m sure she either had her hands tied or couldn’t get through. Other than mail and visits sometimes, that show is our only contact with the outside world. It’s how I know in real time if friends and family are safe or not.
Well, so much for a shower any time soon. The meal cart just showed up. It’s a big metal hotbox on wheels. They plug it into an outlet near the control center and then load blue cafeteria style trays into a food carrier that holds the trays—one carrier for each floor on a section. They do give us juice or tea each meal also. It’s not the best tasting stuff, but when it’s 95 degrees outside and just as hot in the cells cold juice or tea is delicious no matter how nasty.
I think I’m going to bust out my homemade shower and wash off in my cell. I do not like sitting around in my filth and sweat.
No recreation today, but it wasn’t entirely boring either. I woke up a little after 8:00 A.M. and exercised. Shortly before lunch right around 10:30 A.M. the guards stopped recreation to serve lunch to the section that had recreation. When they started to load the tray carrier they realized the food was cold so they had to return the food cart back to the kitchen. They brought a new cart back and that cart was also cold. So the guards say, ―Well, maybe it just needs to heat up a bit. Thirty minutes later the food is still cold. One guard replies, ―Damn, this cart is broken too! I get one of the guard’s atten-
At this time it’s inching up on 1:00 P.M. Kicks on cells doors and calls of ―Feed us! We’re hungry! erupt all over the pod. A sergeant comes onto the pod to investigate the noise and after he learns that we’ve not been fed he starts yelling at the guards. It was pretty crazy.
The guards take off with the food cart and then disappear for about thirty minutes. Now everyone is super mad. Dudes are cussing, screaming, yelling. The sergeant comes back down and says, ―Jesus Christ! Where are my goddamn officers at?
Finally lunch is served at 2:00 P.M. or so. All that mess for some burritos! Sheesh. Dinner came at around 4:30 P.M. so lunch was like an appetizer.
Right now I’m sitting here waiting to see if I will be moved or not. There’s supposed to be a call-
I was listening to a news report earlier on how President Bush keeps on saying Iraq is the focus of
fight them to win and I’m thinking, ―Geeze, al Qaeda wasn’t in Iraq until we tore the country up. Now it’s the perfect place for a training ground. Bush can’t be that naïve, can he? It’s pretty disturbing to think about. I remember listening to an interview on PBS and the ―Charlie Rose Show and they had an Iraqi official on at the time of the Virginia Tech shootings. He said, ―Today you mourn students killed at Virginia Tech…Everyday is Vir-
Peace and love.
Ever since I’ve run out of coffee and decided not to drink it anymore (for like the hun-
I remember being with a female and another guy who were in the same garb I was. Some of the dream is fuzzy now, but the part that got to me the most was somehow we’d gotten into trouble and one of us would have to talk to another tribe. The chief of the tribe wanted to talk to me specifically, but I was too afraid to go out for fear of being killed, so the female offered to go.
Time passed and she never returned. We ran into a scout and asked the deal was. The scout told us that she had been killed and sacrificed herself for the sake of me because the chief was offended that I would not talk to him. The chief ordered my head be brought back to him and she stopped him, giving up her life. The other guy and I began to weep and I felt ashamed of myself. Then I woke up.
(note: this entry contains harsh language)
I went outside at 6:30 A.M. today and, boy, was it an interesting recreation. I’ve met quite a few characters since being imprisoned, but this guy I was out with today was def-
So, then after letting him win three games back to back he starts trash talking and says,
The rest of the day I’ve just been reading and relaxing.
Peace and love.
Well, I wasn’t moved today so I suppose the officials are trying to get a normal move schedule back on track—post lockdown. Tonight I received some really touching emails and it always moves me when I’ve convinced people to change their view on the death penalty. It brings a lot of hope to me because the fight isn’t about me. Odds are that I will get away from this place, but it doesn’t mean the fight is over for the rest of the men that sit here.
Right now I’m reading a book about the Innocence Project called Actual Innocence. It’s insane the number of people who are wrongly accused, from false testimony, mistaken witness identification, DNA, and all sorts of other errors, sometimes malicious, some-
Other than that it
Sunday. It’s sunny outside and I’m listening to KDOL. Yesterday I pretty much spent reading. Today will be much of the same. Nothing to report or write about. I’m just wast-
Today shot right on by. I went to recreation at 6:30 A.M. into a hot and humid sunrise. It was a bit overcast, but as we began to play basketball the skies cleared and showed a beautiful blue. But, man, did I sweat like a pig! My socks, shorts/boxers, T-
As a kid and teen I had a fascination (and fear) of aliens. It became an obsession at one point and one night my friend from the synagogue, Jason, and I swore we saw something while I was sleeping over at his house. My parents because worried and sent me to a shrink after finding my detailed journal on my so-
Still, to this day things like UFO
Mail just arrived. I got some lovin’ from my gal. Her daughter’s birthday is this week so I had this really big and detailed Mickey Mouse drawn for her on illustration board. It looks so good I’m mailing that out tonight. I can’t wait to hear the reaction. I had sent a cute birthday cake birthday card to her and was told she carried it around and showed it off to everyone. That made my heart smile.
Guess I’ll spend the rest of the night reading.
The last day of the month. This summer has gone by so fast. I heard a ―Back to School‖ advertisement on the radio this morning and thought, wow. August is typically the hot-
I finished reading Communion this morning. I was surprised how well this abduction ac-
Today I got on a couple of my fellow inmates butts for joining the guards in teasing and aggravating my neighbor to the right of me. He is a bit mentally troubled—has bouts of paranoia and bursts of anger. One guard kept antagonizing him all day and it was really irritating me. I do not like to see people picked on. I can tell my neighbor is close to an outburst and is agitated as I hear him shuffling his feet, pace back and forth, murmuring inarticulate words. I try to calm him down and give him my cereal that was thrown in my cell at breakfast and also a magazine. Still, every time the guard passed by he would make a comment.
About 30 minutes later the guard passes by again and my neighbor erupts: kicking his door, screaming profanities and so forth. Well, then other guards and inmates start cuss-
Sometimes people forget where they are, as if we’re not all in the same boat. I live in a strange world. One moment I see kinder acts than one would see on the outside, another moment it’s ―Lord of the Flies.‖
Peace and love.