| sit-ups | chair-lifts |
|---|---|
| 100 | 0 |
| Breakfast, lunch & dinner = January 5 | |
Today's deep thought: the importance of a toothbrush when
the zombie apocalypse comes. There will be no dentist easily available...
Do zombies have souls? What happens to the souls of people
who turn into zombies? Do they go to heaven or hell or purgatory or do they
remain attached to the zombie until it's permanently dead? And before anyone
says it doesn't matter because zombies don't exist, the same could be said
about God and if one accepts the existence of God, then they have to be willing
to accept the existence of all supernatural and fictional phenomenal. It would
be hypocritical to pick and choose what you want to believe when the entire
system is a matter of faith.
At least I'm safe from all that in my prison cell. If there
is a sudden zombie outbreak, I’ll starve to death with no one around to feed me,
but I won't be eaten by zombies. Unless they learn how to press the buttons to
open the cell doors and if they make it through all the barred gates to get
here.
And what if war between the North and South happens to break
out while I'm here? What then? That's much more likely than a zombie
apocalypse...
Sometimes, when I'm shaving with my electric razor made by
the Korean Prison Industries (like my shoes, socks, underwear, pants, jackets
and blankets), I feel like my beard is growing in faster than the razor is
capable of cutting it. Especially when the batteries are low (there’s no cord,
so I can't hang myself). The little blades oscillating under the foil sound
like they're about to give up under the pressure of cutting my white boy hair. They
never had to deal with this when they were cutting the con man’s hair once a
month, but this everyday shit-- no razor should have to put up with this-- it’s
undignified. When the blade are no longer laboring, that's how I know that I've
shaved as close as I can get it, although I still seem to have a5 o'clock
shadow. It’s a good thing batteries are cheap because they don't last that long
when you use them every day for at least 15 minutes per day.
That didn't take long to train the workers that I don't want
rice, but I'm fine with the “spicy” kimchi and watery soup. If anything, it's
not spicy or salty enough and I'd rather eat more of strong tasting vegetables than
the bland tasting lump of carbohydrates they call rice. Yet, they are surprised
because the Korean propaganda machine has fed them this lie that only Koreans
eat spicy food... using only one kind of pepper imported from South America
when the Portuguese brought it to Japan in the 1600s. Even the (yellow) curry Koreans
eat is only of one variety that happens to be the least spicy variety of all
and Thailand and India are a lot closer
than South America.
Tonight's movie was Ghost
Rider: Spirit of Vengeance. Kind of appropriate with all my talk about God
lately. Nicolas Cage plays it way over the top this time. It's humorous how
campy he plays it and the special effects are much better.
I've been locked up for exactly 6 months as of today. Half a
year gone-- it's surreal.
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