Late Night. There is something called "late night" available on Saturday, Sunday, and holiday eve nights. After they count us at 10:00 PM, either the top tier or bottom tier gets to go to one of the two TV rooms.

My cellie went last night and was out from 11:00 PM to 1:00 AM. At these times, the only one walking around is the CO, so it is two hours of single room status. Privacy!

Someone found one of the Penthouse Letters paperbacks, 300 pages of sex letters, some believable. So last night I had a date with Madame Palm and her five daughters!

The only other true privacy is in the showers. Although it is visually private, they are out in the Day Area, so noise makes for a distracting time. Across the road out of the Rec yard is the "sewage treatment pool", and I have sometimes thought about a short Sci-Fi story on cloning all the sperm that ends up there! Well, I do have lots of free time for my mind to wander. Think of the criminals you might get cross-cloning! Forget Ghostbusters not crossing the beams!

OK, back to more important stuff. Damn, it is 9:31 PM.

Could you send a short note to "CO Mom" that I would love to email her and no, I do not hate individual CO's, I only question the system.

Well, 9:40 PM so off this goes. More to follow.
  ¶ 9:17 PM