A Night with Jose

Saturday night was E's birthday, with celebrations clubbing at Room 18 in Taipei.

For the most part, Room 18's hip hop music selection was good - up tempo and perfect for bumpin' on the dance floor. At our table, everyone was having a good time eating chocolate cake, and downing red wine and Jose Cuervo.

Now, one of the few things I remember well from my 1998 trip to Puerto Vallarta, Mexico was what I learned at at a tequila distillery. The tour guide taught us that tequila is made from a plant called Blue Agave (agave azul), and the good tequila is "100% Agave", which is labelled always labeled on the bottle. Jose Cuervo, which at one time was a quality tequila, is no longer. It's over 50% agave, qualifying it to be "tequila", but it's loaded with artificial additives. The result is a drink that give you nasty hangover the day after.

So it only seems fitting that it was Jose Cuervo that would make me puke for the first time because of alcohol consumption. Yes, I know, at 28, it seems I should have drunk myself to a good throw-up long ago. I don't regret not doing it till now either. In any case, I still remember the night well, and felt better throwing up 3 times quickly (into a toilet). Still woke up with a bit of a headache, but it wasn't too bad.

Just want you to know, Jose, you're a bad, bad man.