It is already 8:30 PM and I have not gotten anything typed for the blog today, and so I need to get this done in the next hour or so.
I have to admit to a partial bit of laziness since you say you have enough to post. So part of me says no pressure on me. FCI is doing its part to put the roadblocks in the way. Tuesday was a "training day", so there was no access to Education for the typewriter. Today we had fog, so no typing in the morning, and at 2:00 PM I was sort of "napping."
It is now the second week of my new schedule, and I have not really acclimated myself. [Editor: Pete is no longer working at his Rec department job and is currently unemployed. Since he is a "short timer" there, he will likely remain unemployed until he leaves Federal Prison in WV destined for NY State Prison sometime in November. I realized after reading the above line about his "new schedule" and looking back in the old postings that he never wrote about this recent change in job status, but instead told me about it in a phone conversation. So this brief explanation is offered to avoid any confusion.]
I have been getting up for the 6:00 AM breakfast when we are not fogged in. This morning the fog actually rolled in at 7:00 AM so they squeezed the breakfast in. This morning was scrambled eggs, so instead I got the "healthy" alternative, two hard boiled eggs. I took them back to my cell and had one tonight in my tuna salad, and will have the other tomorrow night.
I had the "cheese" grits this morning. Grits is a corn product and has the consistency of farina. It is a yellow color, the alleged cheese, but I can not taste any cheese, and all I could think about as I ate it was "Don't eat the yellow snow