The last thing I expected to see at the Comet. And I've seen a lot of things at the Comet.
On Saturday, my band played with Atomic Bride for their record-release show at the Comet. After our set, I ran upstairs to grab my purse out of the upstairs/green-room area and there was just A TANNED MAN WEARING NOTHING BUT A T-SHIRT AND A BIKINI, DOING PUSHUPS. I didn't know what was going on, or if I should call 9-1-1 (Officer, there's a fire at the Comet... in my pants!) or just like, leave my belongings there because AWKWARD? Before I could figure out a plan, he looked up and smiled. I blurted out "Can I take your picture?" He said I certainly could, and popped his shirt off.
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Turns out the bodbuilder was the NICEST person ever, and had come to show off his muscles during Atomic Bride's performance of their song "We Got Muscle." I can't recall his name, but it may have been David. Everyone came up to have their picture taken with him, which he was very happy and very patient to do.