Whales everywhere rejoice after the US Navy finally stops using harmful underwater sonar.
Coincidence? I think not.
Be a mindful tourist, and not one of these people.
Jon Krakauer's book Into The Wild stirred a wanderlust-y side of many people, to the point where a strikingly large amount are attempting to follow the protagonist's journey to Fairbanks Bus 142 in Alaska.
Why anyone would live in New Mexico with no taste for hot chile peppers is beyond me, but in case the heat doesn't hurt so good (and simply hurts) try extinguishing the pain with milk, not water.
Hopefully this doesn't ruin Calvin and Hobbes for you...
Humans aren't the only primates that use tools! According to a new archaeological find, capuchin monkeys have been using them for 700 years.
The way coffee affects you is predominantly determined by your genetic makeup.
Scientists have used their smarts to develop a perfectly rationed bar of fancy weed chocolate. Thanks, guys.
This uniquely addictive game is Pavlov's-dogging your brain.
Artistic genius fueled by mental illness?
Sea explorers discover nearly two dozen sunken ships in the Aegean Sea spanning more than 2,000 years of Greek history.
This is how to combat extremists in the Islamic State.
An MDC prisoner escaped from a transport van in Downtown.
The Dog Head Fire is now 61% contained.
Today in history.
This dude is messing with the minds of email scammers.
He even got this scammer to write in code!
And he attempted to get a free toaster out of the scam.
On top of sickening athletes with filthy water, here's another reason why the Rio 2016 Olympics are bad news.
About one in seven people in America is living in poverty.
I'm standing in a cave with water flowing in and out. The tide is coming in but I'm not panicking, in fact, I'm enjoying myself. I'm playing with a mysterious animal. I think it's an eel, but I can't see anything except the torso because the animal wants to be petted. It's dark and slimy and squirming and keeps slipping out of my arms, which can barely wrap around the torso.
There is no direct light, just what little comes in from the outside. I can't see outside the cave except the brief moments between when the waves are entering the cave or receding.
I'm giggling at the creature.
I wake up.
The true art of seduction, told by a heroic 90-year-old woman.
On his quest to photograph all 12,000 captive species in the world, photographer Joel Sartore adds the majestic proboscis monkey to the list. Apparently the noses on these guys are a pretty attractive trait to female proboscises.
Ah, the blame game. The NRA claims that Obama and his policies are responsible for the heartbreaking mass shooting at a gay nightclub in Orlando. Meanwhile, thousands of people attend a vigil determined to spread love and support, and prove that hate cannot win.
Next on the summer reading list.
An atmospheric chemist collects air samples in movie theaters and discovers that emissions from peoples' breath are most likely influenced by emotions.
Be nice to your waitstaff, or pay the price.
Neither her wedding dress nor her agenda got in the way of this just-married woman from saving the day.
Norway takes a bold stance against deforestation, banning it across the nation in hopes of protecting the quickly declining rainforests.
Don't forget to stop and smell the roses.
It's electric! And it can jump.
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, in real life.
Ever wonder why babies' round faces and Bambi eyes never fail at getting attention? Cuteness is really just an evolutionary advantage, and not just in humans. Your brain's neural networks are playing tricks on you.
Speaking of cute animals... You decide.
Another cyclist was hit and killed by an Albuquerque driver.
Have you tried any Instagram diets?
“Would you rather...” with The Lonely Island. (Yes. Yes, everything with The Lonely Island)
Hey! Can we play trade-sies real quick? I have a gun, you have some heroin so why not, ya know?
German Government officials decided they actually did commit genocide. HUH.
What a teacher in Colorado Springs did to prevent any of her students from committing suicide might make you cry.
I walked down a long, white, carpeted hallway away from the olympic-sized swimming pool. As I passed the last window with a view of the pool room, I thought back to a few minutes earlier. I had just seen my friend Dylan, he told me he was living in the pool. I wasn't surprised, he basically lived in the pool in high school (he was on the swim team). Before you know it, I thought, he'll be growing fins.
Now I was on my way to visit my new neighbors. I had just moved to this rec-
Their apartment walls were white like the hallways. Though it was windowless, the room was bright because of their supplied décor. The interior was vibrant and bright. Upon entering, their very large and eager dog bounded over and inspected me to check if I was the type of person who pets dogs. I looked down and pet its smooth head.
Its body was made of black, overstuffed pillows with string tassels stacked one on top of the other. The head was one square, medium sized pillow, the body three large, rounded pillows, and each leg a dozen tiny, rounded pillows and so on. Its beady eyes looked me over and its pink tongue slipped out as it began to pant.
I followed my neighbor as he slowly brought me to the living room. I sat down on some bright, comfortable cushions and the dog laid down next to me, resting its head on my lap. The female counterpart brought me tea and asked if I thought I would be able to care for the dog while they go away on vacation soon.
I said yes and continued to chat with them. Eventually they left for their vacation and I remained, happily petting the pillow pup.
I wake up.
Step one to dealing with a smart phone when you have ADHD: Turn your notifications off.
“I like him!” Paul Ryan says smiling while submerging himself in a tank of bleach.
Um, Loretta Lynch for president, PLEASE!
These pups can bring world peace.
What is the most watched television show in New Mexico? Have you ever heard of it?
Instead of stopping our use of fossil fuels, let's give cows oregano to combat global warming.
For-Profit schools are watching this closely (unless they're swimming in a pool of money).
Police are on the lookout for a man who may be connected to a double homicide that happened on Tuesday.
The horrible nitwit George Zimmerman tried to auction off the gun he used to murder Trayvon Martin.
Ahoy! The famous Lord Sandwich, lost in the 18th century, is found!
A new world record for the 100 meter dash is set. By a 100 year old woman. Best way to celebrate? Push-ups. This lady is not to be messed with.
We all know that Beyonce's a badass but she isn't the only VIP in her new album. Her music video is comprised of an impressive and talented group of artists.
This little anteater did not just smoke a bowl. Leave him alone.
A significant percentage of antibiotics prescribed in the U.S. are given to patients who—get this—don't have bacterial infections. Drugs are great, but only when they actually work. Continuing to misuse such a powerful resource is resulting in a scary high amount of drug-resistant bugs.
In two years time Mars will say hello to an unmanned spacecraft called Dragon. The first step to Mr. Musk's ambitious goal of colonizing the planet? Only time will tell.
Mutation gene found in Labrador retrievers reveals that they are more inclined to crave food than other breeds.
Despite what Alanis Morissette tries to tell you, “rain on your wedding day” does not constitute irony. It also doesn't have to be a bad thing in the first place.
My dog Igloo and I launch into space from the front pasture at my parents' house. It's nighttime, and the sky is a dark blue with the lights of the Milky Way dotted across the expanse. Actually, it's less of a launch and more of a jump. After we pass the atmosphere, I can't tell how much progress we're making because there's barely a breeze. It's black around us scattered with distant stars, but I still see the glow of the Earth creeping up from behind us.
I look at Igloo and pet his head. I look down at the Earth—round and innocent—and it's slowly drifting away. I notice a red string tied to my ankle and his ankle that go all the way back down to somewhere on the surface of our planet. I look up toward Mars, far in the distance, and then back to Iggy. He rolls over so I can rub his belly while we travel.
I wake up.