Liquid Etchings
Monday, December 20, 2004
Random Inmates
Let's see... when Bobby and Doug first arrived, all they did was sleep all day, probably coming down from their drug of choice... Bullet's trying to quite the gang lifestyle, and he doesn't really strike me as a gang member anyway, what with his command of songs like "What I Am" by Edie Brickell and New Bohemians... Andy's room got compost duty for propping open the door during last week's heatwave... also, that room is full of poker players, and the gambling that goes on, as long as it's not explicit (ie, no actual money is present), then it seems to be tolerated... John is in for his 3rd DUI, and was called a "threat to society" when he appeared before the judge... Ned used to play drums for Celine Dion; he also likes to lie around in his tighty whiteys... "Tree Trunk" Nick is a very big; the probation officer that we all have a crush on actually did a double take and raised her eyebrow when she walked in to do headcount one day... Mike in 224 is the only guy I know in furlough who uses a hair dryer; he's probably in his late 50's... Joe is able to coerce one of the girls in the rooms downstairs to bare her breasts in the window whenever the guys walk by coming back from basketball; it's probably a good thing that no one can actually see her face... Fred found a job as the outside janitor, which at least lets him be outside, in addition to serving his time without paying a dime... KP's a big dude; I quipped that he's so big, he's got a smaller guy orbitting him... Dathon is a civil engineer at Moorpark who's transferring to SDSU; he receives a lot of flak from the others since he's one of the few black dudes in the facility; there's actually quite a bit more racism than I would have expected; that's my naivete at work... Mike taught me that it's not proper to say coked up, but rather coked out or yakked up; also, the degrees of stealing product from your drug sales are: pinches, nugs, and then o's... there have been two sets of brothers arriving one after the other here during my tenure: Fernando and then Manny, and Brian and now Brandon; the latter pair are twins... Donnie's a smallish guy that I see during AA meetings, but he's actually in for being a heroin junkie... Ralph's next door neighbor is a new inmate... and finally, but not ultimately, Doug has so many girlfriends, in order to fit all of them in his schedule, he has to have sex with them simultaneously...
Etched by Ron / 12/20/2004 08:19:00 AM |
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