Hacky Sack

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.