Hello Brian,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. I had a bit of an accident. I cut my finger while chopping vegetables in the kitchen and it has been difficult to use a pen with the bandage that's on it. It took four stitches. The blanket stitch makes my finger look like the edge of a quilt put together...

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Hello Brian,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. I had a bit of an accident. I cut my finger while chopping vegetables in the kitchen and it has been difficult to use a pen with the bandage that's on it. It took four stitches. The blanket stitch makes my finger look like the edge of a quilt put together with insect hairs.

So, I hope you don't take this the wrong way: but you're weird. I say that in the most positive way possible. I rarely get mail, so its so nice to get long letters. But not only are your letters absolutely ridiculous in content, they are also quite long. They are also an oddity to the guards. Which is apparently rare if they are mentioning it to me. They don’t talk to anyone else about their mail. I think you've prevented them from getting to their rounds sooner, not being used to reading such lengthy letters and or they've had to go an check to see if some of the subject matter you've written isn't contraband.

To answer your question, the guard's title and name is Prison Facility Officer Second Class, Gary Roth. We have to call them by their title when we refer to them. At least I do, since I haven't been here quite a year yet. Kinda dumb, huh? To be clear, I say: 'Prison Officer Roth.' not the 'Facility,' or 'Second Class' parts.

Oh, I have to tell you, I got a letter from a guy at the quilt place. I'll send it along so you can see, knowing you'll have the decency to send it back. Hopefully you read my letter first, even though I know his is a lot more interesting.

The letter actually got me a weird look from 

'Gary' during mail call; rolling eyes and all that. He must have remembered you wrote something about that and thinks it's suspect I went ahead with it. Either that or there may have been some jealousy I'm getting actual mail from someone. I don't think normal people really get mail anymore in the world outside prison. I know I rarely did. Anyway, it made me smile since I don't have a lot of friends here. I guess the popularity contest doesn't stop after High School. And a prison popularity contest is one you neither want to want to win or lose. You know what I'm saying? 

I laughed at your short story. While I can't say prison life here is anything like that, it was entertaining. Like something I can imagine happening on that show 'Oz.' I saw one or two episodes a long time ago. (I just don't remember specifics; plot lines, characters, et cetera.)

We aren't supposed to be on social media, I also don't understand how Twitter works, so I'm not going to come up with anything to correlate to you for posting. Sorry, if you already created the account.

Oh, I'd like to include artwork like you have in your letters, but I'm also not an artist. Sorry. Such a Killjoy I know. I found it funny you mentioned in your story women prisoners fishing for money from people they write. I hope you don't think that's what I am doing. And it is something other inmates do. 

I don't think this prison is wheelchair accessible. I mean there are a few ramps but probably not enough for a handicapped 

prisoner. They probably go somewhere else; the handicapped felons, not the ramps, to be clear. There are plenty of women I'd like to refer to as retarded here, but they probably don't meet the requirements to be considered 'officially' diagnosed as such, you know by the state or whoever decrees someone is... defined by those terms. If the test was whether they could use steps they might fail actually. :) There's probably a prison, school or hospital for those handicaps that commit crimes too. A 'Special Needs' Prison. I didn't know they execute them in Texas, I hope you're joking. That sounds terrible. 

I really miss Bubble gum. Don't know why I thought of that when talking about the execution of mentals. Last meal maybe? Hmm. What would your last meal maybe? There was this really good tortellini I had at an Italian place in Chicago once. I know it probably wouldn't be possible to like have it sent from there, but... well that meal specifically would be nice all the same, especially if you were set to hang right after eating it. I wonder if they would honor a specific 'person' preparing your meal instead of a specific meal. Like say someone wanted their mother to be the one to cook their last meal, so they could have her love infused in whatever the food was. Doesn't that seem so much more beautiful? When I was a kid on more than one occasion I threw away the sandwich my mother made me for lunch. Kids will be kids, but I as I got older I thought back on it for some reason and regretted that I basically, in one swift

there are a few ramps but probably not enough for a handicapped 

motion gave zero regard for the time she took in order to make it for me. It's definitely something I regret now, as small and insignificant as it may seem, but I feel really shitty when thinking about having done that, especially remembering it in those specific 'throwing away' her love kinds of terms.

 

On a brighter note, I'm going to end without bringing up anything else that is overly depressing.

Be well,

-Bianca

 

Stay tuned... Next Week the scans from Bianca's new Pen Pal from the quilting company will be presented.

And it is a marvel.

*(Be advised, all 'Blood Smears' on letters have been added for dramatic pause, effect and all the 'What-have-you;' also knowing as 'Hooplah,' as introduced by the lyrical stylings of the band Starship in the 'Hot 100' hit 'We Built This City,' e.g. "Knee deep in the hooplah." in the 1980's; **I don't have a reference to substantiate that particular claim [the one regarding the band Starship creating the word 'Hooplah'. Or that that the song 'We Built This City' was or wasn't ever listed on the 'Hot 100'] Is Hooplah with or without the 'H?'') - Brian

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Bianca has been away with a deep cut her to her finger... to the bone as it would turn out. Will she lose it? Or will a brighter fate prevail?

Hello Brian,

I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. I had a bit of an accident. I cut my finger while chopping vegetables in the kitchen and it has been difficult to use a pen with the bandage that's on it. It took four stitches. The blanket stitch makes my finger look like the edge of a quilt put together...

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