Boo! Did I scare you? Gangsters of Love don't scare so easily. Anyone dress up for Halloween? I can imagine some costumes for people: Darth Jen, Princess Solomon, Emeric Won Kenobi, and Declan Solo. Without prompt, my doctor once told me that something about me reminded him of Han Solo. Declan is definitely Solo. Josh-2D2 and I guess I am Z3PO. Always stumbling around and complaining. Heh.
Prison does absolutely nothing to acknowledge Halloween but I let my heart celebrate it nonetheless. My kids never really got to dress up or trick-or-treat with me but carving pumpkins and eating candy, for sure. "Zoo-zoos" and "Wam-wams" are what guys in the joint call snack cakes and treats. Candy is just "sweets." I looked over some old letters and pictures and feel really positive about things today. The departure of some of the louder inmates has gotten the unit quiet by midnight fairly regularly over the last few weeks and there is much less hostility in the group. I hope my kids are taking care of their teeth. I would brush my teeth with them, at the same time. Without me around I fear the worst. I spent almost ten dollars on legal copies and probably won't have music for December now. I need to figure out how to talk to my kids. I need to figure out how to acquire institutional records. Okay, Okay. It's Darth Sol and Princess Jen. I just prefer the classic Star Wars because I am old. Princess Solomon does have a ring to it though. Makes me think of our cousin Chastity getting pregnant at 14 years old. A guy named Jed, who is not a Jedi to the best of my knowledge, was the father. Well, his brother Jeb actually was. Chastity is dyslexic and supposedly "flipped the D." Turns out the courts don't care about truth as long as they have an excuse. Yes there are jokes that flipping the D means something else. Anyway, Jed thought the word turpentine on the side of a rusty old can in Chastity's father's garage had sounded pretty, so that's what they named their little girl. Eight years later a suspicious fire consumed the entire house they were living in. Fire Marshal determine the fire started in Turpentine's bedroom. The crazy part is that the was never any trace of her found in the burnt out house. She must have completely burned up. Some people say her ghost is trapped in a rusty old can in her grandfather's garage and can escape her confinement just once a year, on Halloween. It is said she loves to see the glow of fire on the sleeping faces of men whom the court system takes advantage of through child support and custody cases. If it's you she has chosen you will hear her trying to start a fire. Matches? Lighter? Did you hear that? Oh no! Yes, my impromptu ghost story could use a lot of work, but as usual I just write what comes to mind. Thanks for being here for me and in some way with me. It means a lot. I hope everyone has a safe Halloween. And, brush and floss!
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