I will start on a positive note: The show Thursday night at Club Motor was frickin awesome. Check out the lineup here. I was sooo sad to not be able to make it to the David Bowie tribute band the next night. Something about bringing a 4-year-old to a bar wouldn't sit so well with Seattleites.
Maybe Spokane, but NOT Seattle.
The event was catered by Backstage Catering. Well, obviously a guest appearance had been made by E. coli at some point. Should've left that dude off the list.
I think it was funny how I'd expected the AMF drink I'd been handed to be the downfall of my digestive tract. Within the next several hours, HORRIBLE things started happening. I'd been a victim of the Long Island Express once or twice, so pretty much assumed the multiple alcohols of AMF had done the trick.
After suffering the entire next day, I spoke with a friend who had been at the show with me... and realized he'd been feeling the same way allll day. Hmm... but he had NO alcohol...
Ahh, but he DID have the same batch of broccoli as I!
Sigh... Thanks, Backstage Catering or whichever bar patron decided a little ass fungus was a fantastic dish to serve.
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