Letter 92

October 23, 2011

Dear Mom,

As this is likely the last letter I write you at my current age and before our visit I would like to include some informative facts that, as far as I know, the administration won't tell you. Unfortunately, my brain is being held hostage by alien beings now so that fact has trumped all others. Hopefully, all is well and on track and on schedule for the visit. I've got much to say about being incarcerated thus far.

Without dwelling on the negative aspects and particulars, let me just claim that at this point I'm of the opinion that if I'm released and unchanged any further I'll be a clearly undisputed victor/miracle. As that isn't likely to occur though, I will further perfect my budding ability to be as inoffensive in speech and action as I'm able in the time I've yet to be incarcerated. I still need to ask around about how visitation is conducted, here particularly, but one thing is likely to be more true than anything else: I had all my head/facial hair shaved off after being here ten days because I lost a bet and I'm just starting to grow it back...so please don't be shocked by my looks.

Besides which, I received a letter from Dad/Thailand in which he asked questions revealing a wider range of feeling than I'd given him credit for showing, even privately. Please forward my response to him...thank you. Otherwise, I'm going to presume we will be watched even more closely here than in a straight D.O.C. camp with the reason being the prevalence of drugs and abuses of them by most of the inmates here. However, hopefully this will reach you before making the drive for the visit, and to let you know one last thing I've been told by the top staff here; apparently, there is a machine in a room you go through on the way out with the ability to instantly transfer money into any inmates account.

At times, it is good to be able to be as relaxed as I can wisely be in here. As always, much love and regards, you aging son,

James