I have a contest winning story too. In 1992 or 1993, I won a radio contest for a special party with Morrissey for all the contest winners at the Abbey Hotel in San Diego. It was weird, I won the contest over the air and then they said hold on and all of a sudden I was talking to this Brit that I couldn't even understand that sounded like John Lydon on meth and he was asking for my date of birth, full name, e mail address, phone and fax number. I was hesitant to give this out because then I started thinking it was a scam. Anyway it worked out that it wasn't a scam, went to the radio station to get the two tickets for the party...etc. The date of the party was my birthday. I got a weird fax the morning of the party on my printer/fax machine and I never get faxes and it said "have a happy unhappy birthday tonight" It was signed M not Morrissey. The phone number it came from was listed as "private", but of course I tried sending faxes all day back to the number. I took the fax to the party to ask him about it of course and we all waited for Morrissey to make his appearance. He came down this very small staircase to enter the room and of course all the crazy f***s rushed the little door and staircase and he turned around immediately, put up his right hand, shook his head, and went back upstairs, not to be seen again.
I still have the fax, but since it doesn't say Morrissey on it and it isn't written in handwriting it isn't worth anything, I may be able to trade it for Kerry Gold cheese, loaves of Italian bread, or jars of Marinara sauce. Anonymous-
