July 19th, 2026 Nothing sadder than an over-inflated sense of self-importance off an artist oblivious to their condition. Worse is when they had actual genius, erased with egotism. Clearly we ain't talking about me. Lacking any comments, views, or letters from home keeps my gargantuan psychological Johnson checked. Thanks y'all! No, this is Social Scientist me and the regular ground-to-a-nub axe, "Preacher-tainment" (© pending). Creators travel from provocative pleasure

July 17th, 2026 Over five decades occupying two continents, five cities, and two prisons I was paving my pop-nerd highway by third grade. Summer 1976, seeing "King Kong" Dino De Laurentis' first full color version six times, twice wasn't on account of fresh obsessions with 10-story beasts, gorgeous young Aryans Jessica Lange and Jeff Bridges, nor an epic fight where our Ape King busted my nightmare fuel - a snake colossus - in half. Less terrifying for its proportions, i

Chapter Three July 6th, 2026 Speaking of options, I'm viewing mine. Cover and resume show me on the edge of a Sociology degree from an Historically Black College, out member of the LGBTQ community 40+ years from Middle America who's lived and worked in Europe. Synchronous to the diploma I'll have a year of this content posted publicly and prolifically. Putting career proposals together, this is a Special Qualifications list: Twelve years housed with 1200 racially divers

Chapter Two June 18th, 2026 Regarding Marilyn and Kim, who lasted longer and will have greatest impact? Further, whose societal contribution is bigger? Marilyn got a married president to cheat on a first lady we pretended to love yet all blew more kisses to the whore who tried to wreck her home, honestly. K.K. used her powers to get a sitting POTUS help for an unfairly sentenced woman. Shortly out of prison and home to grandkids and thanking Kim and Unca Donald, Mizz Ali

June 12th, 2026 Pleasantly plagued by addictions, housekeeping is a biggie with me. Would I claim OCD? Not so much, but I seriously dislike clutter and enjoy removing it. Not neurotically like Ive watched many of my inner circuit fall. Activity-wise, its a co-mingler with my actual drugs of choice, like coffee and long-lost-love cigarettes ("Kamel" Red Lights, with their funky paper-bag package aesthetics) for sure. All around I dig improvement via erasure. I spend more

Chapter One June 6th, 2026 What's the distressed inmate to do? Being locked down in a compound stuffed with them calling the cops ain't optional. The fellas might look at me weird. I suppose I'll launch a citizen campaign wrapped in prison foolishness labeled a "blog post". Instead of summoning the Fuzz, I offer you thus: Strip a man's freedom if you must. The thin red line gets crossed when you mess with his precious TV. Practically daily I bring scores to say with

May 12th, 2026 Being finals week for Simmons College, I turned in my last piece today then retooled it for youse guys. Not being lazy, as I enjoyed writing it. I re-fabricated the syntax and gave her a remix with reviews and such. Rather than plop it in Essays which I'll do in the academic form for sure, I'm hoping you dig the messages for the masses and I'd LOVE to hear something, being plumb hangry for feedback. I want to write and be better. I do it daily and passiona

First week of May and hotter than a two dollar gallon of gas already! I wanna take a kiddie pool out to the bullpen to tan in, but a) only the dogs get treated that well here and b) men ain't allowed to take their shirts off because some gots boobs now. ​ No use crying though, we'll have a Summer Dance Party with tunes I downloaded the past 3 or so weeks! "Quarterback" Wallows - From 2021, this happy accident in my music app is clever post-punk redux. Its upbeat, pseudo-

Being hit or miss on sexual segregation at this point in culture with diversity rampant to the point of inorganic lunacy often, I don't see the need to give dichotomy to sexes much. Music I give exception to, but not over inequality. In the 1990s I DJ'd at WRFL-FM, an alternative radio station on the University of Kentucky campus in Lexington, my gal-pal Robin and I came in to resurrect the Women's Music Show a temporarily-absent host whose real name was Ashley Judd. The

Access to comics in the joint is limited, there's no Wednesday trip to the store followed by a loop through the Indian buffet, Jack. Makes me thankful for every page I can peel. I wasn't able to clutch my desperate mitts around sequential art for four flat before I discovered Bargain Books catalogs, part of the Edward Hamilton Booksellers banner and approved vendor of the Department of Corrections whose fare is like Half Price Books on paper. I ordered a Wonder Woman/Justice

"He handed me a whole chicken thinking I'd wanna cook it, and I threw that motherfucker at his HEAD!" said an inexplicably single for three decades lady friend and mother of three obese felines. Candidly, I asked if the auto factory manager she met at Applebee's (him resembling a chiseled TV daddy making me wanna hurl beheaded poultry at HER noggin for banging) put this discontented dowager in her place one good time, standing up to her shenanigans might make her fall hopeles

January 9th, 2026 Welcome back! We lost a homie at Northpoint this week, and shamefully I'm lost for a name. They were found beyond help at home apparently after not showing up for work. First stationed in Dorm 2 daily satisfying the archetype of a movie prison matron, hair piled on her head in a bun-topped PhD (Pentecostal Hair-do), ubiquitously snarling, yelling, and kvetching, this person excelled at spreading soreness. A stretch back she abandoned cop life, moving to

December 31st, 2025 Scrappy New Queer, Visitors! I was having an hellacious time getting motivated the last day plus change, thrusting through this heap-big doozy of an essay when I ran outta steam and joi de vivre all around. Flattened by a wave of ennui, feeling unappreciated in numerous corners which also causes me to wonder if I'm a whiny bitch but we experience what we do sometimes. It passed thankfully, then a million dollar topical gift plopped onto my doorstep h

Smart folk say wise investments are what you have after your money is long spent. In prison, options are scant. Inmates blow good lucre over bad on overpriced gas station vittles and though I'm no slouch in the cooking department once it's eaten, there goes the dough. The state of TV today makes that purchase questionable (I've become that old asshole who watches news all the time) seeing as how we or our friends/family get fisted for 300.00 over a 20.00 bottom-of-the-line se

I was on my way back from St. Louis around 2009 with an ex named Kevin I stayed with about four years longer than I should've. We were together four years. This was a long weekend venture we'd finger-landed on for a reasonably close road-trip from Lexington arriving somewhat blind. The best time we plundered was City Museum - not really what the moniker expressed but an adult playground with insane slides and climbing apparatuses plus a thrift store within, wild dinosaur stat