JAILHOUSE RELIGION

GROWING UP GOONISH I was born in 1983 at J.P.S. What that really means is I’m old enough to remember pay phones, designated smoking areas indoors, Saturday morning cartoons and McGruff the crime fighting dog taking a bite out of crime. That’s right, the concept of my brain sizzling over easy on drugs is forever […]

FIND YOUR REASON WHY

See that picture? That’s high-tech on Gib Lewis. It’s a maximum security prison where they house offenders with a G-5 status- meaning they aren’t fit for general population. Somehow I was thrown in the mix there after a race riot erupted between Tango Blasts and Bloods on Torres Unit. As I am neither a blood […]