Texas Death Row
July 9, 2009 4:45am
Welcome to my nightmare,
Tales from a dead man
We are entering the fourth day of this lockdown and it’s for another yearly shakedown. The worst is yet to come folks. This is a place that smells of death, misery, sadness and it seems to only get worse as the days go by. We do have two executions set for the 16th and the 23rd of this month and what a helluva way to spend the final countdown on lockdown eating those dreadfull Johnny Sacks. Cruel and unusual punishment.
Each day you can look down the “run” and see dozens upon dozens of peanut butter ooz sandwiches, we can’t eat these things. This year you can’t even hold the bag without getting your hands greasy. This is wrong and here’s the menu for the last few days. You will notice from the blog I sent out a few days ago, there had been prunes and raisins included, but that has come to a halt.
Meals fed on July 7th, Johnny Sacks:
3:36am 3 pancakes in a bag, cereal, raisins No drink
1:18pm peanut butter ooz sandwich, fish mash sandwich, cereal No drink
4:25pm peanut butter ooz sandwich, soy patty No drink
Meals fed on July 8th, Johnny Sacks:
3:15am 3 pancakes in a bag, cereal No drink
10:49am burrito, raw potato, peanut butter ooz sandwich No drink
4:24pm 2 corn dogs, peanut butter ooz sandwich No drink
So you see, no fruits, no milks and trust me, these things I call peanut butter sandwiches are NOT the ones that come to mind or resemble any you have had in the past. NOT made by grandma. These are scattered all over the floors of every run on this pod. Wonder why?
Well folks, that’s about all for this session. I’ll close this out but will be back with more news of this lockdown.
Mark Anthony Stroman
Living to Die ~ Dying to Live!