MrBelvedere said:

Love the old diagrams from the 80's, reading the first posts thought it was something you found but then realizing you did it all in lockup and missed the dead show was like wow! Good use of your time.

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geologic said:

Archaeology dig in the back room--
uncovered these fossils...

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misc.779: What weird jobs have you had?
misc.779: con job (geo) Fri 21 Oct 94 03:43


When the Sentence Review Board dropped me down to 30 years and a $25,000 fine (bless their pointy little criminal-coddlin' cardioids) the powers-that-were decided they still wanted to send a message to all them merrywanna growers up in the mounrains, so they sent me to that country club resort otherwise known as the Putnum County Correctional Institution down in Eatonton. Eatonton was the home of Joe Chandeler Harris, alter ego Of "Uncle Remus", and Putnum County *IS* The Briar Patch...

My envienble job, along with a gang of sometimes-jolly chaps, was to take my faithful, always-razor-sharp bush ax and for eight hours a day cut blackberry brambles and other related flora in a futile attempt to keep The Briar Patch from reclaiming Putnum County's highways and byways. All this recreational activity was carried-out under the loving direction of a shotgun-wielding walkin' boss.

A dozen years later I'm often reminded of these fond memories (as I'm sure it was intended) by the tip of a briar thorn, lubricated by a little drop of pus and blood, that finally manages to push its way out through my epidermis. When ya care enough to sen the very best:
send the message that keeps on givin'...


misc.779: con job (geo) Mon 24 Oct 94 05:27

I spent about two and a half years in The Briar Patch and about a year and a half before that bouncin round various 150 year old museum-piece north Georgia county jails waitin for trial, appeals, an the like before bein sent to Jackson [yea we're goin ta Jackson, an that's a natural fact/yea we're goin ta Jackson, ain't never commin back--sorry Johnny an June...].

Jackson's where the lectric chair is. They didn't use it while I was there (praise gopod) but people I talked to told me it was *really* strange in the ol cellblocks when they did. Y=They even dim the lights like some old Ronald Regan movie--they actually have their own generator so Georgia Power won't get its electrods/hands/conscience dirty. One day I took an armload of law books to death row. (The murderer who ran the law liberary was the friend of a murderer I was locked in a cell with back up in one of them little county jails--connections, connections...). I intentionaly avoided looking at the guy's name on paperwork an the permits for me to get there and back--I just used the cell number. I gave him his books an got the hell out of there as fast as I could. I told the librarian not to ever ask me to do that again and then I went home--back to the tank...

I had a Habeas Corpus filed in Jackson--a dozen ridiculous charges, irregularities, n all that sortta thing. After the H.C. hearing I waited over two years without an answer. This is highly unusualas hc's are taken very seriously and usualy delt with real quick. They obviously had to rule in my favor but that would set a precident they didn't want set--so they just left it hangin. I'd still be in the Briar Patch (or worse) if California haden't accepted me on parole. I've got a piece of paper somewhere that says I'm eleigable for Georgia parole in twenty-oh-somethin-or-other. But that's not right either cause I'd allready lost a few years good time. I refused to go beat at The Briar Patch one day till they took me to the dentist to pull an infected/absessed tooth. They'd already put me off for three weeks, each week sayin "don't orry we'll take care of it next week". They threw me in the hole for a week, then took me to a dentist, then threw me back in the hole for a month and took away a few years good time for insubrdination. If California hadn't taken me I wouldn't have ever gotten outa there. I saw guys that had been i The Briar Patch for ten or fifteen years get out and then show up again a few months later for Micky mouse (no pun intended) parole violations. Putnum C.C.I. *IS* The Tar Baby...

And yup--there's merrywanna in The Briar Patch--an I planted every seed I could get aholt of. I hope Br'ar Rabbit, Br'ar Dear, and a couppla Br'ar Convicts found em and had a party on me...

BTW--the baddest dude in The Briar Patch is Br'ar Fire Ant!!!

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geologic said:

Archaeology dig in the back room--
uncovered these fossils...

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misc.779: What weird jobs have you had?
misc.779: con job (geo) Fri 21 Oct 94 03:43


When the Sentence Review Board dropped me down to 30 years and a $25,000 fine (bless their pointy little criminal-coddlin' cardioids) the powers-that-were decided they still wanted to send a message to all them merrywanna growers up in the mounrains, so they sent me to that country club resort otherwise known as the Putnum County Correctional Institution down in Eatonton. Eatonton was the home of Joe Chandeler Harris, alter ego Of "Uncle Remus", and Putnum County *IS* The Briar Patch...

My envienble job, along with a gang of sometimes-jolly chaps, was to take my faithful, always-razor-sharp bush ax and for eight hours a day cut blackberry brambles and other related flora in a futile attempt to keep The Briar Patch from reclaiming Putnum County's highways and byways. All this recreational activity was carried-out under the loving direction of a shotgun-wielding walkin' boss.

A dozen years later I'm often reminded of these fond memories (as I'm sure it was intended) by the tip of a briar thorn, lubricated by a little drop of pus and blood, that finally manages to push its way out through my epidermis. When ya care enough to sen the very best:
send the message that keeps on givin'...


misc.779: con job (geo) Mon 24 Oct 94 05:27

I spent about two and a half years in The Briar Patch and about a year and a half before that bouncin round various 150 year old museum-piece north Georgia county jails waitin for trial, appeals, an the like before bein sent to Jackson [yea we're goin ta Jackson, an that's a natural fact/yea we're goin ta Jackson, ain't never commin back--sorry Johnny an June...].

Jackson's where the lectric chair is. They didn't use it while I was there (praise gopod) but people I talked to told me it was *really* strange in the ol cellblocks when they did. Y=They even dim the lights like some old Ronald Regan movie--they actually have their own generator so Georgia Power won't get its electrods/hands/conscience dirty. One day I took an armload of law books to death row. (The murderer who ran the law liberary was the friend of a murderer I was locked in a cell with back up in one of them little county jails--connections, connections...). I intentionaly avoided looking at the guy's name on paperwork an the permits for me to get there and back--I just used the cell number. I gave him his books an got the hell out of there as fast as I could. I told the librarian not to ever ask me to do that again and then I went home--back to the tank...

I had a Habeas Corpus filed in Jackson--a dozen ridiculous charges, irregularities, n all that sortta thing. After the H.C. hearing I waited over two years without an answer. This is highly unusualas hc's are taken very seriously and usualy delt with real quick. They obviously had to rule in my favor but that would set a precident they didn't want set--so they just left it hangin. I'd still be in the Briar Patch (or worse) if California haden't accepted me on parole. I've got a piece of paper somewhere that says I'm eleigable for Georgia parole in twenty-oh-somethin-or-other. But that's not right either cause I'd allready lost a few years good time. I refused to go beat at The Briar Patch one day till they took me to the dentist to pull an infected/absessed tooth. They'd already put me off for three weeks, each week sayin "don't orry we'll take care of it next week". They threw me in the hole for a week, then took me to a dentist, then threw me back in the hole for a month and took away a few years good time for insubrdination. If California hadn't taken me I wouldn't have ever gotten outa there. I saw guys that had been i The Briar Patch for ten or fifteen years get out and then show up again a few months later for Micky mouse (no pun intended) parole violations. Putnum C.C.I. *IS* The Tar Baby...

And yup--there's merrywanna in The Briar Patch--an I planted every seed I could get aholt of. I hope Br'ar Rabbit, Br'ar Dear, and a couppla Br'ar Convicts found em and had a party on me...

BTW--the baddest dude in The Briar Patch is Br'ar Fire Ant!!!

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geologic said:

This plant,
CD-4 ([Chemdawg D X GSC] X Dervish2014);

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Sativied said:

So you got ([Chemdawg D X GSC] X Dervish2014) x Dervish2014 seeds from that plant?

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geologic said:

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Sativied said:

View attachment 518396
That lizard is definitely up to something, scoping out the house like that.

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