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When it hits the fan remember this; THIS TO SHALL PASS. No storm lasts forever and you’re going to be okay. Easy, easy, easy. Relax. It’s just a bad day. That’s all it is. You’ll get thousands of more chances to make another day better.

Have courage. And by that I mean try again tomorrow. That’s one of the many things that courage is. It isn’t always charging the barricade full ahead. Sometimes courage is just getting the stuffing kicked out of you like you did today and you quietly go back and try again tomorrow. That’s courage too.

Or will tomorrow be more of them same? Who the hell knows? If you’re having a series of bad days, stop and pay attention to the beat and rhythm of your life. Does the same negative thing seem to be happening over and over again? Know this, the lesson in life will be repeated until they are learned. Figure out where the trouble is and fix it, or at least try to fix it. Just face the damn the problem and get it over with. Trust me on this; it’s never as bad as you think it is. Never. Running from your problems is race you can’t win.

Remember to spend some times each day being alone, getting away from the world and shake off the negativity. Remember that an entire ocean can’t sink the smallest boat unless it gets inside the boat. You’re spirit is like that boat. The world negativity can’t harm you unless you allow it to get inside you.

In Matthew 6:34 it says this about tomorrow “Don’t worry about tomorrow, tomorrow will bring it’s own worries, each day has enough trouble of it own.” And truer words have not been spoken.

But right now, the day is done, so be done with it. Listen to Matthew on that one. Jesus made him an Apostle and he’s got his own section in the bible so he must know what he’s talking about.

Smile. Relax. Ride it out. You’re tough, you can do that. It’s just a bad day, that’s all it is. It’s not a bad life, you’re not unlucky, and the world isn’t conspiring against you. It’s just a bad day and this too shall pass.

...............and remember to smile...here, watch this, this is funny

To my friends....

A referral point for my friends (personnel friends, meaning people I know in my personnel life) who want me to “Take a look at my stuff.” For years I’ve said sure, I’ll look at it, meaning edit it. But I have always forewarned them that I take the processes seriously and I won’t pull any punches and not to get angry with me. They always, always, always assure me that they want to a professional edit and that I shouldn’t pull any punches just because we’re friends. Then I edit their work and they get angry at me. So here’s what we’re going to do. If you want me to give my opinion on your writing or edit your work, the charge is $50.00 an hour with a four hour minimum. That should stop most of you from asking me to look at your work and while preserving our friendship.

Why this blog is here.

I am largely self-educated, and this blog is continuation of that education. I have an MFA, but that doesn’t have much to do with an education, not the kind I’m talking about. An advanced degree means I am able to follow instruction.

Never ending self-education means I adore knowledge and enlightenment of both the ordinary and the odd and that’s what this blog is about. It is by me, written for my benefit. You are more than welcomed to drop by as often and for as long as your heart desires.

John William Tuohy

I was born and raised in Connecticut and now live in rural West Virginia with my wife, Mary, and my dog Eli.

I hold an AA and MA in literature and an MFA in writing from Lindenwood University. I spent most of my career as a political consultant and hated every living second of it.

I am produced and award-winning playwright. (Cyberdate, The Hannigans of Beverly, etc.)

I am the author of 12 books on traditional organized crime, an autobiography (No Time to Say Goodbye) two books of short stories (Short Stories from a Small Town, Washington Behind the Monuments) a novella (Imago Summer, 1971) and several books on Connecticut history. I proud to be the historian of Ansonia Connecticut. I sit on the board of Mt. St. John's School.

I occasionally and reluctantly work as an editor but only when I need money to travel.

I am an accomplished amateur photographer, a frustrated painter and not a half-bad gardener and I cook. I collect coins, stamps and political memorabilia. I love film so much that I built a large theater in my home. (I also wrote "On the Waterfront: the Making of a Great Amercian film")

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