Weather experts warn that more devastating weather can be expected on Monday after tornadoes ripped through the U.S. from Texas all the way to Minnesota on Sunday, May 19.

Yahoo buys Tumblr, promises not to "screw it up."

Kim case adds focus to how the feds probed a working journalist.

Miranda Pacheco, who killed a bicyclist three years ago, is in jail again for reckless driving.

DEA claims that marketing heroin to teens is making Albuquerque's drug problems worse.

Protest to take place on Monday morning for Damian Garcia, a transgender student at St. Pius High School, over which cap and gown he will wear on graduation day.

"Worm" arrested for alleged assault and throwing a rival's moped into the ocean ...

I hope you got some good notes handy, Mr. President.

Sorry Monsanto, I didn't know these were your beans.

Just in case you want to know what's going on with Dr. Kermit Gosnell ...

Woman struck by stray bullet on Mother's Day "expected to be alright."

Steven Michael Quezada to speak at LULAC convention.

Wow, Brad Tate's got some record there.

Our local K-9's have got some good scent magic going on.

Debra Farinella, I think those deceased people would like their flowers back.

PLANT

You'll need to stand in the middle of 2nd St. to see this

My good friend Pierre LaFarge rides his Mexican-Italian bicycle through the intersection of Copper and 2nd Street just about everyday, so when he says this Toynbee Tile was not there last week, I am inclined to agree. The message reads:

HOUSE OF HADES

ONE MAN VERSUS

AMERICAN MEDIA

IN SOCIETY '2011

The tag below the tile may indicate that this tile was laid down a couple years after being made (i.e. in 2011):

well its getting kind of late

cut [sic] its been fun!!!

The tile is in the northbound lane of 2nd Street just north of Copper:

PLANT

Watch out for that bus!

If you haven't seen "Resurrect Dead: The Mystery of the Toynbee Tiles," drop what you're doing and watch it -but first, be sure to reread this post about Albuquerque's other Toynbee Tile located at the intersection of Tijeras and 3rd Street.

 

“Look toward the future.” This saying has been engraved in my mind since ... well, since the beginning. I’ve been told by my parents, teachers, advisors, bosses, nearly everyone to strive for what’s ahead, to keep on pushing forward. I realize this is a common theme in society. I’m sure most people have had at least a few anxiety attacks in the middle of the night concerning that overbearing word: “future”.

I’ll admit I’m slightly terrified by its presence. However, my perspective is shifting. I graduate from high school next month and suddenly, the world seems to be spinning multitudes faster than it used to. What happened to barely keeping my eyes open in first-period calculus? Or lugging around a backpack that felt like it was full of anvils? Now, I’m being thrown a diploma and told to go off into the real world, leaving this part of my life behind. Granted, graduating from high school is an accomplishment I’m proud of and while I had a great time overall, I cannot wait to throw my cap in the air while ironically performing a “High School Musical” signature jump. In the grand spectrum, these past four years account for a minuscule portion of my life. That isn’t to say they weren’t important, but there is so much more to experience and learn outside of the state-required curriculum.

But then here it comes again: the future spurning an existential crisis on my exhausted brain. Between worrying about what college will be like to what sort of chips to buy for my graduation party, my head is filled to the brim with anticipating the undeniable future. Perhaps the most frightening part is that in approximately four months, I will be moving over 2000 miles away to Boston.

That single fact awoke an urge to stop focusing primarily on the future and to really enjoy what I have right now. While moving and running toward reality is exciting, I also know I have to make an effort to really soak up all that’s around me right now. Boston will present me with some amazing adventures, but what about the adventures that are yet to be had here?

So, Alibi reader, welcome to “Blair rediscovers ABQ” (I’m sure I’ll come up with a catchier title later). Given the opportunity to blog for the Alibi, I hope to not only find new things about this beloved desert city that I never knew existed, but also let you know about them. This place has so much to offer and before I leave, I want to be able to say, “I know Albuquerque,” and share my newfound knowledge. Before Boston, diplomas, packing all my stuff into not-so-neat little boxes; before my life turns upside down, I want to explore my home to the absolute fullest during the last summer I have the privilege to call it that.

Thus begins the Albuquerque adventures. Next stop: Food trucks.

Due to the lack of tablet sales and lack of Windows 8 enthusiasm, PC sales are in a tailspin.

So, on top of worrying about getting in an accident, now I have to worry about my airbag shooting shrapnel in my face?

Yeah, it may look a little suspicious if you remove your items from your home a week before it explodes ...

Identity theft mastermind pleads guilty.

Albuquerque is the proud owner of its first, its one and only, its very own breast milk bank?

Xavier McAfee was arrested again; is there another celebrity in town with an important script lingering in their car?

I know some people like to test items before they buy them, but this puts a whole new spin on going above and beyond, poor guy.