More wisdom has been exchanged: firstly, the London Decompression* in October:
London Decom 2012
Secondly, the Irish Decompression in November:
Irish Decom 2012.
The Irish participants provided considerably more non-wisdom, and I had to re-thread the paper a few times over the course of the event.
Get up, dress up, and show up.
Despite this, a connoisseur reported that the overall quality of wisdom was higher at the Irish party.
Ah, the good old post-burn life crisis.
And thirdly, TOG’s Christmas Craft Night. This wisdom has a different quality to it; this is probably because unlike the variously intoxicated Decompressions, Christmas Craft Night is fuelled by large amounts of cake, fudge, toffee, hot chocolate, cheesecake, mince pie, gingerbread and so on.
Hackers and makers know stuff.
* What is a Decompression? It’s a Burner party. The kind of party where you can wear a lampshade on your head, or an award-winningly epic cape, or nothing at all. There will be things on fire. There will be art. There will be dubstep. (There will be people complaining about the dubstep.) There might be pink glittery battle tanks, or sculptures made of teapots, or inexplicable cabaret featuring bunting in highly unlikely places. There might be talking to someone dressed in a skintight unicorn costume and trying to figure out where you’ve met them before when they weren’t dressed as a unicorn. For a few hours, normality widens again.
