Food poisoning

V.25 No.51 | 12/22/2016


The Daily Word in WIPP, the worst and waterflow

The Daily Word

Regulators with the New Mexico Department of Environment approve of re-starting operations at WIPP, a thing the US Department of Energy wants done before year's end.

Bill Jordan, the senior policy advisor at New Mexico Voices for Children, writes about our state's troubled economy in this commentary over at

Last week, 70 or more attendees of a New Mexico Department of Health Holiday Luncheon were sickened by a mysterious food-borne illness allegedly served at the catered event.

Income inequality is worse in New Mexico than in 38 other states, reports the Taos News.

New Mexico's winningest high school football coach has resigned.

A woman stopped at the Columbus, New Mexico border crossing allegedly tried to smuggle methamphetamine into this country. The drugs were hidden in rubber tubing that was part of several "dreamcatchers" found in her possession.

This recent UNM grad is also the mayor of Magdelena, New Mexico!

Two Colorado hikers who were saved by rescue teams from Kirtland Air Force Base recently visited the Duke City to say thanks.

Duke City Fix Blogger Scot Key offers readers a year-in-review article that begins locally but also goes global.

Finally, here are current waterflow conditions for streams and rivers in the State of New Mexico.

V.18 No.32 | 8/6/2009
Me and the   Alibi’s   spooky staircase.

I Am Poisoned!

The lesson: For goodness’ sake, just send it back.

I spent three hours last night watching my insides become outsides. I thought maybe it was the flu, but then my husband started going off this morning. We only ate one thing in common yesterday.

It was the kind of food they bring to every table when you sit down. And I could tell it wasn’t as fresh as it could be. But I pride myself on having an iron stomach, I’m not one to turn away free stuff and I never send anything back. Ever. I hated it when I was a waitress and some jerk would complain about food temp or something and get all huffy and then storm out no matter what I tried to do to correct it.

But sometimes my desire to be friendly, to do a good job on the customer part of the dining exchange, needs to be tempered. This is what I thought, in those exact words (lie), as I lost my innards. Today, I am but a ghost, wandering the halls of this Alibi office, empty and bitter.

I won’t say where we ate because of libel and all that. But that restaurant will be getting a phone call from me.

Here’s how to prevent food poisoning at home. I don’t do a lot of this stuff, but now I will.

While you’re at it, check out 15 famous ghost photos.