A Day of Paperwork.. and Strange Silence.

Written on Tuesday, February 1, 2011

  For the most part I slept the majority of the morning other than getting up for meals and head counts.  Around 2:30 PM the 2nd shift Sarge passed out everyone's canteen orders, slowly but surely.  After he finished canteen he started on mail.  Today everyone got copies of their monthly balance and transaction sheets.  They show details of an inmate's funds.  I also got an updated visitation list that now included my brother too.

  In addition I received a copy of my 'Personal Accountability and Goals sheet.'  I filled one out immediately after coming to DCI, but after being here this long, having had some study options, my answers now differ from when I first got here.  So, I'll have a copy from then and now to take with me  to A&E for staffing. 

  Other than that, I spent the evening reading and writing.  I didn't go out to help the swamper tonight because the Sarge wasn't going for it.

  The snow is really coming down and the wind is blowing at 35 mph so this has prevented my cellmate from leaving to boot camp yet.  Anyhow, now I'm going to eat, read and lay down to sleep hopefully.

Until tomorrow...

~J. Doe

Less To Say? Maybe Truely A Typical Day.

Written on Monday, January 31, 2011

   Today was a typical day for me here a Dodge Correctional Institute. I had Rec at 7:30 AM downstairs in the small Rec room. I pushed myself to the limit, damn near passing out while on the bench press. After that, we did clothing exchange. I tried to get out of my cell to “help” the swamper all morning but, the 1st shift Sargent wasn't going for it.

   We did cell clean up after 12:15 PM headcount and shift change. The 2nd shift Sargent let me out to help fold laundry until 4:15 PM when we had dinner. Then, I just came back to my cell to lock down. It makes it easier for the Sarge since everyone has to be locked down for headcount at 5:30 PM anyhow.

  I used this time to fill out my canteen order form.

   After count, the Sarge came and got me out for a phone call... But I never signed up...? I found out the swamper mistakenly signed me up for a phone call instead of my cellmate. I told the Sarge that I didn't want a phone call but he let me stay out to help finish folding laundry and doing “rounds,” answering questions for other inmates and whatever else.

   After the swamper passed out ice at 7:00 PM we just played cribbage until 8:45 PM. He told me he heard a number of people may get moved tomorrow but doesn't know who. I guess I'll see then. Now, I'm going to eat some noodles, read my book and lay down for the night.  I'm exhausted.

  Until Tomorrow...


~J. Doe