No more Plexiglass windows

When the idea of asking artists to create new distribution boxes for the Alibi first started getting kicked around the office, a lot of people had the opinion that the boxes would be immediately vandalized. As finished boxes started coming in, and many were more intricate and beautiful than we could have imagined, talk around the water cooler was that they were just begging to be destroyed.

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Denmark just elected its first female prime minister.

Stud Finder, by xkcd.

DNA test being done to see if Santa Fe mom's son is really a missing boy from 2000.

Florida cable guy exposes himself and masturbates in client's living room, police say.

Meet some Stanford genius hackers and code writers.

China's buying up gold, perhaps to weaken the U.S. dollar.

Can this tiny college in the Catskills annihilate the economy?

Texas inmate receives stay of execution from the Supreme Court because testimony at his trial may have been racist.

Scientists discover the first planet that is definitely orbiting two stars.

The changing face of atheism.

courtesy of OFFCenter

Bellydancers at the 2010 festival

Giant puppet samba parade? Say no more; I’m there. OFFCenter Community Arts Project is throwing its ninth annual folk art festival, We Art the People, on Sunday in Robinson Park (Eighth Street and Central NW). In addition to the parade, a family of jugglers, acrobats and magicians known as Clan Tynker will be running around spreading merriment. The daylong event—including a Rogue Bindis belly dance performance, the Cajun rhythm and blues of Joe Daddy & Hoodoo Jeff’s Swamp Fried Duo, bluegrass by Holy Water & Whiskey, and a crafting tent with supplies for kids and adults—is free. The only thing you might spend dough on is the work of more than 90 self-taught folk and community artists.

Alan Mitchell Photography

“Hey, I have an idea!”

If you and your buddy pulled a heist and need a place to hide the cash, you'd better pray for a dead relative. That's the way robbers Dennis and Hal play it in Loot by Joe Orton. The two men stash their spoils in Mom's coffin. Director Aaron Worley says the dark comedy, which first premiered in 1965, sparkles with snappy wit that still draws laughs from modern audiences. Toss in a gold-digging nurse, a corrupt inspector and a cadaver that keeps popping up around the house, and a fortune of farce unfolds.