On didgeridoos and stories

“I play the didgeridoo.”

Grainy photo of Joel standing near a creek holding an intricately-painted didgeridoo.

I was at an event last night and had a great conversation with the program manager of a startup accelerator. But it almost didn’t happen. Someone I’d met earlier told me to seek her out and chat, but the night was crazy and I never found her.

Crowd thinning, the night was winding down and conversations were running their course when someone asked one of those pleasantry sort of questions — “So, do you play an intrument?”

“I play the didgeridoo,” I replied. “Not well.”

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Published on March 13, 2024 06:38
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