Daily Journal
November 26-29 2012

November 26, 2012 Monday 6:49am: Well, waking up with the same gloomy feeling. I need to snap out of this. I hate waking up with thoughts of "wish I was dead". Last night I dreamed about Tracy. I haven't dreamed about her in a long time. My cell is straight, I just need to wipe the floor down. Then shave and start a letter and get some Christmas cards ready to go out.
1:02pm: Just been pacing back and forth. My knee is hurting. It's this cold weather. Everyone is getting ready to go out. And I can't go out, because of the acts of that lowlife dishonorable unethical Warden B.V. Reddish and his lying deceitful unethical conduct. He's still a punk a** b**** and always will be in my eyes. I'm going to remain holding this grudge, not over just what he done to me, but what he done to my mother and the fact that he allowed the assaults, had me assaulted twice, coward! And then allowed his staff to murder another inmate. Nope - I'll never let this grudge go.
3:50pm: The guys just came back in from recreation. I was addressing some Christmas cards and sending out my logo to try to find some people to help me advertise the blog, which I'm going to do some more advertising next month. Also wrote a couple of penpal organizations for penpals. That's one of the dumbest things. We can write penpal orgs and ask them to find us penpals. We can get in penpal newsletters, but we can't advertise on the Internet or in papers etc looking for people to write. Stupidest damn rule that we have. And Crosby, the lousy criminal we had as our secretary, is the one who put this rule in place... Crosby's due to get out of prison soon.

Tuesday November 27, 2012 6:17am: Having me a cup of coffee right now. I doubt I'll watch the CBS world news, the TV stations aren't coming in. I need to clean the floor, and then do some writing. I got a letter from my mom and Anne last night. So I'll answer them letters. Other than that - not sure what I'll do. I haven't done any art work in a couple of days. I'm running out of paints and other supplies and plus I'm not making any money at this. Well, time to get going and see what today holds.
12:54pm: I found out that Manny Pardo is scheduled to be executed/murdered by the state of Florida on Tuesday Dec 11, 2012 at 6pm. Manny was a police officer who was using his badge and gun to kill drug dealers. That might be why there's not a lot of talk about this. Some guys this morning got urine tests done on them. It's amazingly stupid to spend hundreds if not thousands of dollars just to see if a death row inmate is smoking weed. That's a real waste of tax dollars. I've just been getting some Christmas cards ready to go out tonight. I wrote Mom, but that's it. I haven't done anything else.
2:59pm: Haven't been accomplishing a thing. Thinking about writing up a blog, maybe even doing some art. I don't know. Need to find something to pass some time. Right now I'm just listening to my music. I was thinking about this stupid a** Warden Reddish, and I'm sorry for calling him stupid, 'cause that's an insult to stupid people. Warden Reddish has to be very careful, he's not allowed anything sharp, such as a mind, that's why it's dull as hell. 'Cause if he had a sharp mind, he wouldn't have had his staff beating and killing inmates. I really shouldn't have entered a battle of wits with the moron. It's not good to attack an unarmed person. :) And Barry, you can't park in handicap parking, stupidity doesn't qualify you as handicapped. Although society may want to reconsider that. :) I hope Barry reads this, 'cause I'm just not going to let go of what he did to me. "Blog about this!" That's what they told me before they jumped on me and beat me down on May 27, 2012 at 1am. You stupid SOB. You should have known that coward a** crap wasn't going to work. He's not a complete idiot - some parts are missing. :) Yeah, I don't know what makes him so stupid, but it works. :) And stupidity is a qualification to work for the Florida Dept of Corrections. Barry, I'll try being nicer, if you TRY to be smarter. But I'm sure that's asking too much. You don't know the meaning of dumb a**, Barry, but then again, you don't know the meaning of most words. :) Any similarity between Warden Reddish and a human being is strictly coincidental. :) Okay - I'm done insulting the punk for today. I just can't stand him.

Wednesday November 28, 2012 6:20am: I did not get a good night's sleep last night. I'm so damn tired. Mail didn't come until 11:30pm. I got up, placed it on the desk and went back to sleep. I read it this morning and the comments left on my blog. Some real interesting. KTM1, I love you too. And SAH who's not going to visit my blog any more until I'm executed. You may have a long wait. But being that you're not going to visit my blog, you won't be reading this. But hey - if I was in the free world and had a family, I wouldn't be wasting my time on this blog either. I'd be spending that time with my family. Well, I've got some writing to do. First I need to clean my cell.
10:42am: Canteen just came, I didn't get anything. No money. I wrote a blog about my education, and I responded to London Girl and KTM1 who left a negative comment. I'm going to respond to several other comments. I have another blog that I want to write. I also have a few more Christmas cards to get out of here. That'll help me waste a few hours. I wish they would fix this cell light. I hate having to sit here under the TV and write by the TV light. This is hard on my eyes.
12:46pm: I got word that Puerto Rican Mike has been placed in cell P-4106 and is on strip cell over something he wrote. This is the first strip cell with this new administration. It's too cold to be on strip cell. That's just hell! It's cruel and unusual and a human rights violation. But people in America don't care, and why should I? I don't know, but I do, and caring gets me in serious trouble, and then I'm standing alone. I can't do it. I've got to stay out of it. Right now I'm sitting here replying to comments. Which is what I'm fixing to get back to.
4:26pm: Just finished a letter to Dina and I'm waiting on dinner which should be here any minute. I'm watching Ellen DeGeneres. I like her, she's a very loving and beautiful person. She always ends her show with be kind to one another. Yesterday or the day before, she had on a man and his son and daughter who lost their mother to cancer, and that had me in tears. That was heartbreaking. I was watching Steve Harvey earlier on a girl who was being bullied, and that had me in tears seeing her cry. And the two bullies who made her cry, said they were sorry, yet neither one shed a tear. Broke my heart, seeing her cry. I couldn't stand bullies as a kid, and several times I stepped in between them and their victim. That's not cool picking on weaker people. Which is why I can't stand Reddish, he's a bully who victimizes inmates under his care. Well, time to eat.
5:01pm: 501, that was my racing number is 82 + 83 when I raced bicycles. Well, I just finished eating. Now I'm going to lay back, watch the news, some TV and then shower, which will be somewhere between 7:30 and 8pm. After shower, I'll watch Survivor and then go to sleep.

Thursday November 29, 2012 6:03am: Breakfast is just showing up. It just came on the wing.
6:17am: Just finished eating, it was nice and cold. Also found out what the deal was with a late breakfast. Last night at 12:27am, they woke us up for master count, see two guys from population tried to escape. They got caught before they made it outside of the prison fence. Them two are fixing to have really miserable lives for a very long time. They are probably sitting on the 2nd or 3rd floor of Q-Wing at F.S.P. right now, where they're going to spend a year. Then they will be on C.M. for the next five years. Yep - a rough road to hoe. I need to wipe the floor down. I'm going to watch the CBS News. I won't bother with Good Morning America, all they're going to talk about is that Power Ball. That's mainly all the local news has been talking about, other than this 17 year old boy who was shot last week. The shooter, a 40+ year old man, fired 8 or 9 shots into an SUV over loud music. That's why people shouldn't have guns. 'Cause it allows a hot head to pull it, and calmer heads always prevail. Let me get this cell cleaned up.
7:42am: They just ran yard. Only one guy went out. I sure wish I could have went out. Couldn't watch CBS News, too much digital break up. I was just sitting here messing with a drawing of a raccoon. I think I'm going to continue to work on this. I've done this drawing before, but that was about 7, 8 years ago. This will give me something to do to pass the day away. I need to write one letter.
11:48am: Just finished eating lunch. I didn't eat what they brought. I ate ramen noodle soup. My three hots and a cot and SAH refers to them, are 1) never hot, most of what they serve a stray dog would turn his nose up to. And the cot, well, that's not very comfortable. I wake up several times in the middle of the night, where my arms have went to sleep. The mattress is not more than 3 inches thick. It's as thick as 6 of these lines here. And it's just laying on a steel bunk that has no give whatsoever. I was just watching The View , and they have a story on a show called "Catfish" where people on the Internet are lying about who they are. People are wild. There's some really crazy people in the world. We humans are a mess. Guess I'll get back to this drawing and see what else today holds. Hopefully some mail tonight.
2:13pm: Stopped to eat a chili. I heard there's a major shake down going on out there in population. Probably due to that attempted escape last night. I've been mad at this sink, the buttons don't work. Be thankful to turn your water on, allowing it to run until you turn it off. These sinks you have to stand there and hold the button in to run the water, a real pain in the butt. I'm going to go eat my chili and then get back to this raccoon.
4:28pm: They said dinner is going to be late because of that attempted escape today, or last night. I guess because of the shake down and all that's taking place out there. When something like that happens there's usually a couple of weeks of craziness going on. I'm going to finish the raccoon tomorrow. I'm fixing to lay back and relax, after I wash some clothes. I wash clothes by hand. Once I wash clothes, wash up, it'll be time for the news to come on. I'll lay back and watch that then some TV and go to sleep. Just another sorry day on Florida's Death Row!