Back to days

Starting today I am back on days for the rest of March.

I was on nights just long enough to adjust. So today I am a bit of a zombie, having not fallen asleep till sometime after 0330, and being up at 0900 to check in with dispatch.

Of course, when I got to Chinle last night, one of the first things I did was check the hot water. For whatever reason, it had been reeking of sulfur, so I decided to run the hot water for a while to see if that would help flush it out. It did, but not until the faucet had issued what is probably the nastiest thing I've seen in a while.

Chinle: Now with the water quality of a 3rd world country!

After about an hour it cleared up and the smell subsided. It's ok, for now. We'll see how long that lasts.

Speaking of nasty...I have found, without exception, the nastiest liquor I have ever tasted. Back at Christmas, my grandparents told me to clean out their liquor cabinet and I, being the obedient grandson, did. In the collection of otherwise decent stuff I got (some Sauza Hornitos, Presidente brandy, etc.) was a bottle of Gusano Rojo mezcal.

For those not in the know, or too damned lazy to use wikipedia, mezcal is a parent of tequila, made from the same plant (ie tequila is a form of mezcal made from blue agave), and notable for it's inclusion of a maguey caterpillar (aka tequila worm, mescal worm) in the bottle. The worm is mostly for marketing gimmicks, and actually has no effect on the liquor itself (it's usually pickled in pure ethanol prior to inclusion). Good bottles can fetch $40-50 con gusano.

Pictured: Marketing Gimmick

The bottle is a rather large one, and I was wholly looking forward to tasting it as I've wanted to taste mescal for a while, even though every time I see the worm it makes me think of Poltergeist II. It started a downward spiral when I smelt it. The best way to describe it would be a cross of isopropyl and acetone. The taste is a mix of the aforementioned smells and what I'm assuming piss tastes like. Apparently this is more of a tourist collectible than something that is actually made to be consumed. Internet research shows the same four words repeatedly used to describe it: "not fit for drinking." Pruno would be a step up.

Only glass can contain its evil

I was disappointed to say the least as I was hoping to get a good buzz going to help me go to sleep and make the transition to days easier. Also, I wasted a whole f'ing Diet Pepsi trying to make that shit palatable. The res is dry, and I can't buy liquor in uniform, so I may have to find a way to run to Gallup just to hit up a friggin liquor store.