(bree-ko-LAZH) noun Something created using a mix of whatever happens to be available. [From French bricolage (do-it-yourself job), from bricoler (to putter around, to do odd jobs), from bricole (trifle), from Italian briccola.]
Jul 1, 2009
Norfolk - Workshop Day
Day three in Norfolk my team and I presented our workshop to a smaller than expected crowd. The economy took its toll on the conference this year and the overall turnout was diminished. We did a good job and even had some fun with it, so I think it was a success.
After our presentation, I went to some workshops and then we all met up for dinner at The Winehouse Bar and Bistro. Joseph put in a brief appearance, and we had the pleasure of meeting his sister, Renee. After the meal we returned to the hotel pretty exhausted. I don't know if it was hormonal or the let down at the end of a stressful day, but I was overtaken by a sudden case of the blues. I just felt really alone, which is not the norm for me. A friend (Saibe) came on line and suggested that I jump on the bed. I took the suggestion and have two observations to share with you. The first is that we are taller and stronger than we were at age 10, so you need to hunch over as you are jumping, because adults can get pretty good air and ceilings haven't gotten any higher over the years. The second observation is that jumping on the bed feels really good - it makes you smile and I highly recommend it to anyone feeling blue.
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