kittens in prison

I know last post I promised to do a "what's in your bag post", I was even getting ready to sort out all my junk. Unfortunately I could not get the memory of visiting the Indian Springs prison out of my head. My visit was on Thursday and I didn't realize how hand picked our group was until I got there and found out that there was only going to be ten of us, including the instructor. Of course we started out with the usual, number of prisoners, age of the facility, then the tour commenced. It was amazing, the girls and maybe even one guy in the group were barked at by passing inmates. I kept my composure and tried not to giggle like a dumb girl out of high school. We then toured the workshops of the inmates who are allowed to have jobs. I think the poor guy working in the shop alone didn't count on us walking in on him. Imagine our surprise when one of the girls in the group spotted a kitten behind a box in the corner. At this point everything seemed meaningless and our attention was immediately focused on this little, incredibly cute, ball of fluff. My heart sank when the Lt. immediately looked at the inmate and said "can you explain this?!" As we walked out one of the girls asked if the inmate was in trouble, the Lt. said, "yes, he might even lose his job over this, inmates are not allowed to have pets". It made my heart hurt a little to see this inmate's kitten being taken away from him. I didn't even know what he was in prison for, nor did I care! Just the experience of being a witness to this still makes me sad.

(picture courtesy of saboegel on flickr)

If you have $800.00 to spare.

Where has my mind been? One moment I'm browsing Amazon and the next moment I'm on youtube watching who knows what?! I spent the late afternoon with "N", it's always refreshing when somebody else is doing the talking. It became apparent to me that I really, really, really, want a DSLR. I think it was when I was in "N's" room and I had the power of her Canon in my hand, just the sound of the shutter made me squeal. I love having friends with whom I can talk about decomposing bodies and what the correct technique for gathering the maggots for evidence are. If she was not so young we could possible be best friends. I mean who else would give me a copy of "Journal of Forensic Identification" and mark the article entitled: "The use of Embalming fluids in the restoration of mummified fingers"? But back to getting me a DSLR, I don't know why I feel like I NEED one. I guess I want to have the freedom to take crystal clear pictures of my cats and not worry about buying film and processing it. I no longer want to have agonizing wait (which is a couple of seconds) for my pictures to save so I can take another one. Just because I have six cameras already does not mean I can't have a DSLR. Ok, moving on.
I am trying to talk my nerdy man into doing book reviews on youtube. I don't think he is really buying the idea. I even showed him how I would do it, I think I want to be on youtube more than he does. I have always wanted to do a "what's in your bag" video. Unfortunately sometimes I'm afraid the stuff in my bag is not cool enough. Maybe next post I'll do a "what's in your bag" picture. <3>

Digging deep

♥ holding your hand

♥ spending our sick day together

♥ new black sweaters

♥ sweetened mint and honey tea

♥ have cats that sleep next to you

♥ learning to love myself