Hey all, So against my better judgment I signed on to ghostwrite Mickey Cantor's memoirs. For the last few months I've been Mickey's "cellie" (that's prison lingo for "cellmate"), trying to work with him to knock out a first draft. To say it's not going well is an understatement. The only time I can get any work done is when Mickey's is unconscious or on the phone with his lawyer. Mickey is confusing reality with fantasy a lot these days, and I'm pretty sure most of what I have from Mickey regarding his early years actually came from the back of a box of Paul Bunyan Pancake mix. Anyhow, prison is scary and I really want to finish this thing as soon as possible. If any of you have any fond memories of Mickey (fictional or otherwise) please transcribe them here. Mickey is set to do the play-by-play for an upcoming prison riot/gang war so I should have a few hours this week to get them all down. Thanks! Ed
