The Daily Word in D3 demolition, thrash metal and glass burrito
City Council approves a plan to carve up District 3 (Downtown, Barelas, UNM area) and ax Benton's seat.
APD officer ends up in the hospital after chewing on a glass burrito.
St. Michael's in Santa Fe to conduct random student drug tests.
Outrage over Quran burning spreads in Afghanistan. At least 10 Afghans and two American soldiers have died.
Midair helicopter smash kills seven marines during training.
9-year-old girl dies after running for three hours as punishment for stealing a candy bar, according to an Alabama sheriff's office.
UN may prosecute Syrian officials of crimes against humanity.
FDA questions inhalable caffeine.
Maybe you don't need eight hours of sleep.
Serious hipster cruise. Like on a ship.
Startups looking to skim carbon dioxide from the atmo. Bill Gates thinks it's a good idea, says his money.
Virginia politicians second-guess mandatory pre-abortion vaginal probing.
Analysts predict soaring national debt under all GOP contenders' tax plans—except for Ron Paul's.
Thrash metal endorsements for 2012: Megadeth dude supports Santorum.
The Daily Word in heavy baby, Icelandic incest and yoga
Belen police chief: "It always raises a red flag for us when we see a sex offender trying to get into the girls bathroom."
Some APD officers make more than the mayor.
Have you seen this missing girl?
JFK mistress speaks out in book form.
15.5 pound baby born in China.
Mickey D's minty green Shamrock Shake goes nationwide.
R.I.P. Florence Green, the last WWI
Can porn be copyrighted?
A website in Iceland helps residents avoid accidental incest.
Maps of stereotypes.
Some yoga is dangerous, but it's mostly awesome, says some guy in his new book.
The Daily Word in danger on Lead, Kanye West inspiration and scotch in a can
APD shoots and kills suspected burglar at St. Pius High.
Casey Anthony releases first installment of her video diary.
5-year-old boy falls into open manhole in the Lead construction zone, family says, and swallows sewage.
The final tally of U.S. casualties in the Iraq War: 4,486.
Mom wraps up real-live sergeant as Christmas present.
Songs Michele Bachmann should have resigned to.
iPhone app will pay you to work out.
Robert Frank chosen to be UNM’s president.
Inspirational Tweets from Kanye West.
Best sub-headline of the year thus far: At the Iowa caucuses, the corpse of the Republican Party was wandering around Des Moines, hungry for brains.
Drunk woman rubs her butt on a $30 million abstract painting.
Facebook makes in-person conversations redundant.
Scientists distort light for the Pentagon to create time holes.
“Code Red Velvet,” a song about the cupcake that threatened national security.
Romney wants Big Bird to run on advertisements.
Satellite discovers a buried city in Egypt.
A sonic exercise aid
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Mission not accomplished
There's a U.S. Air Force Base in the middle of Seoul, South Korea. If the myths of the American expatriate community are to be believed, they've got a Taco Bell in there. After three or four months of nothing but gim, bap and gimbap, I’ve witnessed otherwise-reasonable American civilians so thirsty for Fire Sauce they start to plan insurrections and armed raids. While I was in Seoul, my craving for Enchiritos never reached such a fever pitch, but I finally understood that urge to overthrow the government this morning when I went to ride my bike out by Kirtland Air Force Base.
Trail-a-Week: Paseo de las Montañas
Jeez, you guys, I’m runnin’ out of trails. For this, my penultimate week on the bike path beat, I had to search the map and my soul to find one I haven’t already written about. I couldn't remember ever having been on Paseo de las Montañas, and I couldn't exactly figure out why. The map showed it intersecting Tramway just south of Candelaria, a stretch of road I've traversed too many times to count. How could it be that I'd repeatedly ridden past an inviting bike-only turnoff without ever even noticing it? The answer is that there is no inviting bike-only turnoff. I made a couple of increasingly bewildered circuits on Tramway's western shoulder before giving up and hauling my bike through the grass until I found the trail.
Trail-a-Week: Paseo del Volcan
"Dammit, Sprocket," panted my buddy Drew as I mushed him down Rio Bravo like a sled dog. "Why do I always get more than I bargained for when I hang out with you?" Our leisurely Saturday ride on the Paseo del Bosque turned into a militaristic crusade after a conversation with another cyclist at a rest stop about our mutual loathing for backtracking. "If you don't want to turn around here," he advised us, "go down Rio Bravo. You can get all the way out to Paseo del Volcan. It's great out there."
"Gross," quoth my boyfriend when I told him I'd be riding and writing on Tramway Boulevard this week. "That road is home to the most aggro asshole cyclists in the whole city. I'll never understand why they insist on riding on the shoulder when a dedicated bike path is just 50 feet away."
Trail-a-Week: Paseo del Bosque (North Half)
Mmm, how about those gravid gray rain clouds lately? August, our wettest month, is nigh. When that musty creosote tang is in the air, a low sun shining under the numinous pillar of a classic anvil-shaped thunderhead, I always feel inspired to buy a blank canvas and demonstrate my searing love for the desert monsoon season by painting an extremely trite watercolor landscape. Alas, nothing that springs from the brush of Sprocket will ever be worthy of even the shittiest Old Town gallery, so I choose to express myself through the medium of bike rides.
Trail-a-Week: Foothills Open Space
Dudes, I'm serious when I say "skinny tires." The velocipede between my legs is a single-speed street bike, so when someone suggested I get off the asphalt, I was like, ew. But then I was all, hmm. I've never been mountain biking ever. Why? It’s scary. I'm not x-treem enough. I could fall into a cholla or succumb to derailleur angst. And dirt and granite just tend to clash with my cute spandex threads.
Trail-a-Week: Bear Canyon Arroyo
"May 7, 1990. Dear diary, today we (me Dad Li'l Bro) went on a huge huge bike ride 14 miles it was so so fun. We went on one of those bridges across the highway. When we were done we went to this place called ‘20 Carrots’ and got a milkshake! PS All the waitresses wear earrings in their nose. Hoop and diamond."
Trail-a-Week: Paseo del Bosque (South Half)
Ah, Grandaddy Paseo del Bosque, that 16-mile behemoth that stretches all the way from Alameda in the north to Rio Bravo in the south. The best, most perfectly car-free artery in the entire city. The trail so epic that we're only going to talk about half of it this week.
Trail-a-Week: Double Eagle
Now here's a random one for you. Surf over to easytomiss.org/trail_map and find the Double Eagle Trail. It’s that isolated green stretch on the northwest edge of the map. This trail is hard to find and not conveniently linked to any major bike thoroughfares. But, if you're packing a reasonably sized set of huevos and a soupçon of wherewithal, there's a great ride to be ridden out there. You can approach the trail on westbound Montaño or via my preferred route, northbound Unser. The Unser trail gets pretty awkward near the end, merging with the asphalt of the autobahn and narrowing perilously just as it launches into a punishing uphill slope. You can handle it. Huevos.
Trail-a-Week: Paseo del Norte
The Paseo del Norte trail has an awkward dead-end terminus just east of the Southwestern Indian Polytechnic Institute on Coors. If you have to haul your bike out to the trail with your car, this would be a convenient place to park. If you'll be arriving on two wheels, join the Paseo del Norte trail at its intersection with the Paseo del Bosque trail.