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October 31, 2018
Yep, absolutely nailed the creative highs and lows.
Yep, absolutely nailed the creative highs and lows. And then when throw marketing and promoting into the mix things start to feel almost schizophrenic at times.
[image error]An Ello Update

So, I wrote this at the beginning of October about joining Ello.
https://writingcooperative.com/ello-the-little-sns-that-could-and-can-aed7e65dcee3
I was pretty excited at the time because I’d gotten 1.7k views in about a week. Well, three or so weeks later and I’m at 12k views and have over 400 followers. I’ve been posting a lot of my older stories from Medium there and they seem to be pretty popular.
Ello is well worth checking out. This is my profile if you want to take a look. All the stats are there so you can see for yourselves. If you decide to join follow me and I will be sure and follow you back.
[image error]I grew in the Seattle area and never used an umbrella until I moved to Japan 33 years later, lol.
I grew in the Seattle area and never used an umbrella until I moved to Japan 33 years later, lol.
[image error]October 30, 2018
Thanks so much for reading, commenting, and clapping for my stuff. I appreciate it.
Thanks so much for reading, commenting, and clapping for my stuff. I appreciate it.

And the Absinthe still had wormwood in it, lol.
And the Absinthe still had wormwood in it, lol.

I don’t think war and anything mix other than death maybe.
I don’t think war and anything mix other than death maybe.

October 29, 2018
Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Yeah, I’ve pretty much become a secular Buddhist and an atheist. There are psychological and physiological benefits to these practices, but I think there are perfectly sound explanations why even some of the most seemingly incredible experiences happen.

October 28, 2018
Oldies, But Goodies III: More Unloved Orphan Stories and Poems

And a third list of some of my writing that I think deserves a second look. Hope you all enjoy it and thanks everyone for reading, commenting and clapping for my stuff. That really keeps me going as a writer. And check out the other writers in these Medium publications as well. All of them are very talented.
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October 27, 2018
Unfurled Ego

Remember you are the instructor, and therefore superior in intellect, control them.” I have heard this year’s freshman class is the epitome of academic ignorance. “I will show them who’s in charge this year.
Finishing my morning duty I notice with satisfaction that the inside of the stall has been painted dark blue to prevent graffiti. I stop to adjust my red bow tie in the mirror for the third time. Many of my colleagues believe wearing a bow tie and suit every day is an outdated fashion faux pas. But they are unable to understand the Machiavellian reasoning behind my choice in attire. By wearing clothes that make me appear weak I focus attention away from my strengths. Present your weak side to the wolves and they will never see your horns until it is too late, is my motto.
Now Straugheister, stroll confidentially down the hall and take charge of your freshman algebra class. As I leave the men’s room I hear a few laughs directed at me from some students lingering in the hallway. They are laughing at my suit and bow tie no doubt. I will give them a slight military bearing as I saunter to my classroom. Yes, by God it’s my classroom. I am not a large man, and due to my glasses and early hair loss, not a very imposing one either. Having studied the great military leaders such as Napoleon, I believe attitude and intellect are far more important than stature though.
With a confident thrust, I enter my classroom. I stand there in the doorway grilling my students to unnerve them. A quick scan confirms all twenty-seven students are here. Sensing their fear and nervousness I march to the chalkboard. I write my name in large crisp letters across the board. W . T. STRAUGHEISTER” And then I hear it.
Giggling? Do my ears deceive me? I’ll whirl on them, spin one hundred and eighty degrees to retake control. Scare the stupid brats back to elementary school, I will.
I quickly and stare down the first student I see. The little Donner kid is about to burst with laughter. I stare with one eyebrow slightly raised, eyes fixated on an invisible point in the back of the room, force your will upon them, force your will upon them. Mathematics is serious and children must be disciplined to learn it.
I turn back to the chalkboard, and rapidly write out a complex equation meant to demonstrate my brilliance, and intimidate them. Suddenly the class is gushing peels of laughter. This is too much, the walls are closing in, my bow tie is choking me, must get out, must get out.
I rush from the classroom slamming the door behind me. As I am fleeing down the hall I feel the long piece of toilet paper yank from my pants, where it slowly unfurls in the empty hallway.

Unfurled Ego was originally published in The Creative Cafe on Medium, where people are continuing the conversation by highlighting and responding to this story.
Yes, but it comes down to actual evidence Science wins out every time.
Yes, but it comes down to actual evidence Science wins out every time.
