Slippin'

Yep...I'm kinda slippin on my blogging these days....No excuse really,just not much to talk about I suppose.I've been reading the book "Hush Little Babies" and it's really a tear jerker.It's about Darlie Routier...the xxxxx that killed her two little boys.To me,her pictures in the book don't resemble me at all....but when I first got to prison,I was sitting in the chow hall and the people sitting at the table beside me kept saying stuff like "That's her" and whispering and staring at me....and I looked over and said "excuse me"? One of the girls said "Your a baby killer!" "Your Darlie Routier,the one that killed your kids"!! I said "No fucking way"! "That's NOT my name!" and when I reached in my pocket to get my TDC I.D. card out to prove it,I realized I forgot the stupid thing in my cell. But they were for sure that I was her.....creepy.Actually,I was in a holding room waiting to see the dentist when they brought Darlie in.The officer shut the door,but you could still see out the window....she was escorted by several guards and shackled from head-to-toe to medical.I guess for protection or escape reasons,I don't know.I never understood why some people needed so many guards surrounding them...it's not like they had anywhere to run to,cuz you have to go through 4-5 locked in areas one at a time before you can make it to the street.Of course there were alot of things that didn't make sense to me in the penetentiary....for example:Why in the hell would they put somebody like Diane Zamora in the tool room(to issue out tools) in maintenance.When those guys they called the Texas 6 (or 7) broke out of TDC and killed that security guard....TDC pulled alot of jobs that were a security risk.Zamora was one of them.They stopped letting life-sentencers have priveleged jobs because of those guys that escaped.They shook up the whole prison system...alot of things changed.

Another crazy thing was....they take away all sorts of things they consider a weapon can be made with....but yet,they issue you your own personal razor to keep in your possession.Makes no sense to me.But oh well......that's old news,I don't have to worry about that b.s. anymore.

Guess I just wanted to take a trip down memory/misery lane this morning.

Lots to do today.Gotta play taxi and take my aunt to the beauty shop, pharmacy,and probably the grocery store etc....Guess I'll see my buddy Shannon today too....that always puts a smile on my face :-}