Flying High. I was just about to start page two of the letter, and was going to say how cool it was that I could fill a page so quickly when I all of a sudden realized I had not put the damn typewriter into the word processor mode!

The whole first page now needs to be retyped into memory, then proofed and printed. It is now 9:55, so I will hopefully be able to get this page in and fill most of page two, before I need to stop and proof and print. Told you I was flying high from the mail. Oh wait you have not read page one yet, so let me retype page one.

Always a great day when a letter from you arrives in the mail. I was going to wait and tackle responding to the letter by doing a handwritten draft first. I just can not take it. The letter was another of your high emotional energy transference letters. Way to go. They make me soar above this lousy place and partake in a little bit of freedom. I read these letters very slowly, prolonging the arrival at the dreaded last page! I savor the words and the emotional energy like one might enjoy a fine wine. Thank you.

I decided to pull out the typewriter (9:20 PM) and perhaps comment on some of the simpler areas, then work on the draft letter tonight and type that one tomorrow.

I found my body crying out for some protein and ended up making some pasta with mushrooms, onions, and tuna. Now the brain is raring to go. [A little too fast on the trigger since I am now typing this a second time.]

It is amazing how really piss poor the food is, in terms of providing fuel my brain (note: I did not say the brain ha ha) needs to function at anywhere need peak efficiency I know I am capable of.

I so not know for sure but it seems to help with the ADD also. I was so hyped up having received such a great letter from you and a second letter from a pen pal. There was no mention of her receiving my letter, but I realized she would not have received it by the date she sent this one. Glad I wrote back to her fast so she did not think it would take two letters to get me to respond. She included some blog postings.

Today was the bi-weekly fill out your commissary list.

I picked up one of the books from the latest shipment. "Changing Habits", by Debbie Macomber. About three women that entered a convent in the early 1960's and have now left the Order. Plenty of female feelings involved. You will be receiving some thoughts on this book! I have read 225 of the 377 pages so far today and will be diving back into it as soon as this letter is placed into the mail!

Now I am really on page two. And the first page is in memory. Watch the damn typewriter freeze up on the proof stage. I still have not written to Mom and will be busy doing court stuff next two weeks so that letter will have to wait.

Thanks for radio stuff, but alas it was the former and not the latter that I needed. I thought I explained the problem was that the station I was looking for was broadcasting on same frequency as the WNED the 90.7 one. The one: you sent is actually the station that carries Howard Stern and used to be the all talk format till they switched to "Jack" FM.

Turns out this is exactly the same format they just implemented in NYC on WCBS FM. It is a disc jockey-less format, and they are actually using some witty tag lines going into and out of the commercials, but it is non area specific. I would be willing to bet that if you listened to 101 WCBS you would hear exactly the same thing I do. If you could send the address of WBFO I would appreciate it.

Really have to stop now. Will just have time to proof and print.  ¶ 12:46 PM