October 8 – Lock-up

This morning I went to the hole … at breakfast, I noticed [Guard1] talking to Lorrie and looking at me.  After we got back to the unit, [Guard1] came up to my room and told me my bracelet had to go and to make my bed.  I ignored him. Shortly after, Lorrie came in wanting my bracelet.  I told him I wasn’t taking it off.  So, he says, “I guess you want to go over there then (lockup)”.  And so I went.

I told the guys in the other unit what was going on and they all laughed (this is getting foolish).  When I got to lock-up the guys working there just shook their heads when I told them why I was there.  They put me out back in the cell with the camera.  Frankie was there in the middle cell.  He was allowed to walk around, and I gave him a cigarette, and I was glad that he was there. 

Later, [Supervisor] and Every took me out to tell me I was guilty of possession of contraband, and refusing an order.  They gave me three days on each, concurrent.  Pretty severe, I think, for wearing a bracelet!  What a pair of assholes they are! Then they put me in the back cell with the camera.  I guess [Supervisor] wanted them to watch me.  So, I kept covering the camera with toilet paper and then they moved me into the back corner cell.

Frankie and I talked for a while.  We passed cigarettes back and forth with the blankets, almost got caught twice.  Jonathan said he smelled smoke and Sherri said she thought it smelled like Spruce (we were using newspaper for rolling papers) so they figured it must be the wood chip furnace. Ha ha.

Mike G. got put out back with us.  He’s doing weekends.  Funny, I was just talking to Frankie about him and then he came in.  I haven’t talked to him in years.  I got his phone number, and he said he’d do me a favor if I can work it out.  Later on, Frankie got moved to ‘seg [segregation] ‘cause there was a lot of drunks coming in.  they were going to move him tomorrow anyway for a few more days and then around one in the morning they woke me up and take me back to max because they needed my cell.

George is working so Jim was up watching TV and I was able to get some papers and tobacco and make another package.  I’m all set now!  Easy time in the hole.  I also wrote out some French stuff so I can study it tomorrow.  I guess I’ll be going back early in the morning.  But I’m glad I was able to come back early in the morning.

October 11, 1999

Thanksgiving.  I get out of the hole this morning.  It really wasn’t all that bad this time.  I think it gets easier every time you go there.  Of course having smokes made it better.

Saturday night I was sent to max again because there was a lot of drunks coming in so I packed my arsehole with tobacco, papers, a pencil and some crossword puzzles.  I had quite a load up there.  And I smuggled in the French book in my underwear … Dennis was there Saturday.  The guys in max ran him because they say is a rat.  Frankie got sent down to medium …

I shaved half of my face today, just to do something different.  Everybody got a laugh out of it.  I was in church tonight talking to Jolene.  I gotta spend a few nights with her when I get out.  Her letters are getting a bit more interesting … more sexual content.  I like that.  …

The baseball playoffs (is that the word) are on tonight so we are allowed to stay up late (watching the pornos on the French channel is what will be done, no doubt).