Yesterday was Bryan's birthday and the now twice-monthly StorySlam, this one hosted at World Cafe Live. We have long loved StorySlams and were especially excited to attend this one after an overly-delicious Indian dinner that stuffed each of us to the brim.
The theme was "Criminal Intent," so we obviously had no stories to tell. Our friend Sandy Beaches (um, of course that's her real name) told the tale of the time she was arrested for having overdue library materials. It can happen, folks, so no funny business with your checked-out items!
Here's the thing. StorySlams are more fun at L'Etage, which is a terribly small venue where we usually ended up sitting behind the storyteller at the back of the stage. It's boudoir and gilded and cozy. World Cafe Live has the decor of a Starbucks, Applebees, or an American mall. There's table service and plenty of seating.
Now should I be happy that StorySlams have grown into a larger venue? Or am I allowed to miss the days when it felt unknown and intimate?
Oh, success. Sometimes you totally backfire.
I remember you telling us that story! In fact, I think I've re-told it several times to others =)
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