My Daily Journal in Federal Prison

Day 135

In my Unit, there are inmates that go by the following names:  “Six-Eight,” “Six-Nine,” and the least impressive “Six-Four.”  Creative, huh?  Something tells me that it wouldn’t have the same gravitas if I went by “Six-Oh.”  Before you know it, we may have to start doubling up on these names (just like our many “Flaccos” in the Unit) unless there is a sudden influx of dwarves and giants.  Or perhaps the inmates will have to start assigning monikers based on weight.  “Pleased to meet you, I’m One-Eighty.”


Some people have a lot of nerve.  There’s a guy here serving time for a child pornography charge, which is repulsive enough, yet word has it that in preparation for his sentencing he had the audacity to furnish a character reference letter purported to be from a parent of one of the victims.  The problem?  The perp had fabricated the letter himself.  At the actual sentencing, the judge gave him ten years…that is until his little stunt was revealed and the Judge tacked on another ten.

Guess what his hustle is here in the joint?  Prison lawyer.


Lunch:  Cheeseburger, Fries, Salad with Italian Dressing

Dinner:  Spaghetti with Meat Sauce, Spinach, Garlic Bread


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