Reading the Bible. Well, it is 8:00 PM and time for Selected Shorts on NPR. So I will lay back and listen for the next hour and then add some more thoughts and get this in the mail tonight. I'll be back in sixty minutes!

OK, 9:00 PM, the story is done, my cellie has taken a shit, classical music is on, and let us move on.

I went through two six-packs of Diet Coke by Sunday night, so now I have to ration the last two to last till noon Friday! I only bought four six-packs this week.

Damn, my cellie has the shits, so I am back out in the Day Area with all the noise, plus the transmitters in the TV's mess a little with the NPR signal. But hey, it is prison.

No fair, where is a sample of Miranda's blog?

I watched Mrs. Doubtfire over the weekend just to really get my heartstrings yanked a bit. The first time I saw the movie in the theater I ran out with tears in my eyes!

By chance I picked up the Bible the other night. I had heard one of the pastors on the radio say that Billy Graham said he read one chapter of Proverbs each day. There are thirty-one chapters, so that gave him something to read each day every month.

So as I read the first six chapters, it continually mentions out of wedlock sex! Telling the man he must be strong, etc. Hey, that was written before color printing (Playboy), VCR/DVD (porn movies), and the internet, so SEX has always a hot-button issue. Then again, there was good old Bill and Monica!
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