Nicki Jane is my girl!
You really bring the glamour back to the nightclub scene.
It was my second time at DNA, first time seeing a show there. Black Tape was rad. I endeavored to see them on their last tour, but it was during my ass-drunk alcoholic phase and I don't remember a single thing about the show I was at... The good news: I remember this show. The bad news: you didn't sell me any alcohol. The question: did my attendance make you money or cost you money?
did you like drop black sky as much as the first time? i couldn't make it tuesday.
also, nicki jane needs a SAMMICH, plz. sheesh.
from the dirty look she's shooting, can you guess who keeps stealing her sammiches?
So why were you horking on the sidewalk, dear?
The timeline went something like this:door - 1:30 4 drinks n coatcheck (no buzz)1:30 - bar close 2-3 drinks (no buzz)2:20 - given bathroom break (faint buzz)2:25 - finish dropping the kids off at the pool. (faint buzz)2:26 - go outside for a little fresh air before returning to coatcheck. (faint-moderate buzz)2:30 - puking. No recollection of exiting the building, no reccolection of feeling queasy. No reccolection of returning to coatcheck at close, recall count-out of $$.
My theory, which I've not verified with subsequent testing, is that said bowel movement released some of stomach contents into the intestines, where the liver is, for the most part, bypassed and alcahol is absorbed into the bloodstream rapidly and easily. hence the Zero-to-pukeDrunk in 10 minutes. comment from the gnome who broke me off "I don't get it, you were fine when you left coat check". Not that it justifies puking without a clown suit, but the whole thing snuck up on me really quick, and I hadn't been drinking any more than usual, and I had food in my stomache. So that's all I can figure for the extremely rapid descent.