It was a beautiful day outside today and I had to take full advantage and share it with some other guys. I tried to convince a couple of other guys to come out and play hacky sack with me, but they both wanted to stay in and lay on their bunks. Only when Rabbit, fresh out of cell block, said he would join us from his new dorm did Shawn agree to go out.
It turned out that Rabbit didn't show up anyway. Shawn and I played hacky sack with a few other guys from other dorms. Since we have been playing in the dorm frequently, we were far better and dropped their jaws with a few tricks. About an hour passed and the other guys went back inside, so I got to running.
I only finished a mile before some guys asked me to play soccer with them. The last time I played soccer was late last fall, but I'm always up for kicking the ball around. We played until the sun went down thirty minutes later.
It was so nice to be outside for such a long time (little more than two hours), especially after nightfall. I'm really looking forward to going camping when I get out. Even just walking around or going running on my own time sounds great. It can't come soon enough.
Last Friday a few of the guys were playing hacky sack in the dorm when one of the guards came in. The guard didn't care that they were playing until someone tried to hide the sack from her. Then she pulled the guys who were playing into the hall to talk. After a couple minutes she came in and searched their bunks just because they tried to hide the hacky sack.
We thought that was the end of it but she came back about ten minutes later with a guard-in-training to search everyone else's bunks. I had a latex glove that had some bleach in it that I use to clean my clothes and the dorm. I got it when we went to work in the hall from a bucket that they were about to toss out. We don't get the cleaning supplies we need for the dorm, so we make do. The guard took the glove with bleach and wrote me a case for it because it is a substance not sold on commissary.
Today I was called down to the captain's office to receive the disposition. When I came in, the captain asked why I had the bleach so I told him. He said he was surprised that the guard wrote the case and that if I get anymore bleach, to use it quickly or make sure it won't be found. My punishment is fifteen days of commissary restriction, which is okay because I have enough food and writing supplies for now.
Some guys asked me why I had contraband if I am a Christian. My answer was: the state is not supplying us with the necessary cleaning products for our dorm and I didn't steal the bleach like so many other guys do. I know it was against the rules, but I made the decision to not lie about it and accept whatever punishment the authority handed down. I wish the state would follow through with its responsibilities, but I will gladly take this hit for them, my first on this unit.
This morning I had the best workout I've had in months. And all I was doing was trying to keep a soup-filled sock airborne.
Opie, Bob, Rabbit and I started playing hacky sack just after lunch but, shortly after we began, Opie had to go to school and Bob had to go do a job for the major. It was down to two.
Rabbit and I played very fast-paced for a while, pulling all kinds of silly moves - or at least trying to pull them. Many of our kicks came with sound effects to keep things interesting. Some of the sound effects we made would cripple us in laughter for a few moments before we could continue. Several times I kicked the table behind me while going for the sack, threatening to wake the sleepers in the dorm.
These antics continued for nearly two hours as we noticeably slowed and lost coordination proportional to energy spent. That was the first time I've ever sweat from playing hacky sack and I'm sure I'll be a little sore tomorrow. It was definitely worth it.
This morning when I came in from a chilly rec at 8:30, Opie, Bob, Rabbit, and Two were playing hacky sack. Rabbit had cut a hole in a sock with a razor blade from an extra state razor.He put Ramen noodle soup inside in lieu of beans and sewed it up with another layer of sock on the outside. It was a little limp, but very nice work.
Within five minutes I had worked the chill out of my bones moving around, keeping the sack in the air. None of us are too good at hacky sack, but Rabbit, Bob and I have a bit more control - much needed to avoid the water hazards of the toilet and mop bucket. We didn't have much freedom because the dayroom is small with tables on either wall. I kicked the metal tables several times and I think everyone hit the ceiling with the sack at least twice. We also had to stay quiet because half the dorm was still asleep after working last night.
While unsanctioned in prison, hacky sack is a great diversion and time-waster. We played for at least an hour and a half - the only way I knew how much time had passed was by the number of cartoons that had passed on TV. Prison brings out creativity and strange ways of doing things.
It was a beautiful day outside today and I had to take full advantage and share it with some other guys. I tried to convince a couple of other guys to come out and play hacky sack with me, but they both wanted to stay in and lay on their bunks. Only when Rabbit, fresh out of cell block, said he would join us from his new dorm did Shawn agree to go out.
