Tuesday, September 2, 2008
Although I’m a firm believer that you gotta friggin’ post if you want anyone to read your blog, I’ve been struggling with the muse since we returned from Europe. I guess there’s a heck of a lot more to occupy my mind at home than there was on our bike trip, where we had about [...]
Less than an hour ago, the last gate between the prison and the outside world popped open for me, and I walked through it. I knew I’d be excited, but considering the way I felt, you’d think I’d been confined inside for the past fifteen years; a real life Rip Van Winkle.
I felt like a [...]
OK. Here’s the thing about hanging out in a prison all day, teaching basic skills and computer applications to convicted felons: It’s not that exciting.
I could write about passing through eight locked doors and gates to get to my classroom every day.
I could describe, in detail, the time when I walked out of the [...]
I was riding my folding bike home from prison last Tuesday at dusk. The ride was pretty routine – cool and cloudy Seattle weather, no headwind to speak of, rapidly diminishing light, and those unidentifiable early-summer bugs hovering above the trail as it follows the river.
(aside) Those bugs turn the automatic acts of inhaling [...]