Well, we laughed, we listened, we wept, we clapped and clapped and clapped. What a night of Never Again stories at Tenx9. Thank you to all.
Well, we had a delicious night tonight. Thank you to everyone who came, and everyone who told and everyone who listened. Over half of our storytellers tonight were new - and we were delighted. We heard stories of a Macgyver lookalike who rescued a lost boy; shoplifting from Easons'; quick love, and deep loving; missing home from North Carolina; photos taken on awful days at work; taking the revolution to China; adventures in Réunion *teaching*; and instagram photographs that led to marriage.
You can't stay young, but you can stay immature. That's what we heard tonight from the fantastic folks telling at Tenx9.
We heard stories of getting PhDs of unpronounceable quality, stories of being upset that you couldn't see in the windies of Sputnik, stories about learning to be a kick-ass coder, stories of Betazoids, stories of dissecting tiny innocent bees, stories about accepting (reluctantly) that the final frontier had been passed, stories about pushing past the final frontier, stories about living at the frontier of war and stories about geologists near Knock. Thanks to Pat, Joe, Malachi, Jesse, Victoria, Peter, Paul and Sheila.