Yeah, that place is trippy. It’s not as busy as when the photo was taken though. You just go over a hill and all of a sudden lights everywhere.
Yeah, that place is trippy. It’s not as busy as when the photo was taken though. You just go over a hill and all of a sudden lights everywhere.
I had a friend who was in prison. They charge for everything electric in one way or another. For example. You can send them an email. But you have to pay to send it. And you had to pay for them to have a device and it’s batteries for them to read it.
I wasn’t going to do that. So I wrote letters and kept them “interesting.” My personal favorite was aging paper using tea. Using a feather quill pen. Writing in a mixture of home made ink using black walnut husks, coffee, and some acrylic paint as a binder.
He said they go through all the letters. The one I sent confused the shit out of the guards. And, they asked me not to do it again. But he said it was one of his favorite things he got in prison and the whole wing new about it. Nothing illegal. Just strange. We played D&D together.
Nothing raises morale like a letter. He’s out and doing well. He still mentions the letter a fair bit.
I love spicy food. It’s never hot enough though and it’s like trying to chase that first high but your anus says please stop.
FUCK YES. I REALLY MISSED R/THE_PACK