Gov. Martinez is bringing in big bucks for her re-election campaign.
To the world's jerkiest vandal: Please stop stealing the handlebars off of ghost bikes.
Two border patrol agents are on trial for forcing drug runners to eat marijuana, then setting their clothes on fire. Then letting them go.
Nature's super-villain, the bed bug, has a super-weakness.
Breaking Bad has been great, the best ever really, but our supply of the good stuff won't last much longer. What to do? Better call Saul!
Brad Paisley and LL Cool J have teamed up to end racism! With a really terrible song. That includes the lyric "If you don't judge my gold chains / I'll forget the iron chains."
This Santa Fe kid may be in big trouble.
Rio Rancho has planning problems.
The guy who invented the news-chopper died.
There is a new Residents box set. Ten of them. $100,000 each.
Warner Brothers Cartoons ACME catalog!
Bedbugs in the library books.
There will be an inquest into the death of the Australian nurse who put the fake call through to the Duchess of Cambridge.
The image quality in the new Hobbit film is too good.
The unmarked white building on Candelaria holds one bed and two dressers but no personal belongings suggesting a home. It's eerily devoid of picture frames, stuffed animals and clothes. A cooler sits on the beige tile floor, and Patriot Pest Control's newest employee bounds into the room to check it out. Captain Dale, the bedbug-detection dog, has one thing on his mind.
You’re strolling barefoot down the beach when—what the?—you step on a furry mass that sends lightening bolts of pain shooting through your body. You look down to discover the culprit: a roiling blob of fuzzy caterpillars. That doesn’t seem so bad, and after the pain subsides, you decide not to visit a doctor. You return home, but huge bruises begin to appear on your body. Instead of getting smaller, they get bigger. By the time you get to a hospital and doctors realize you’ve been stung by a certain type of poisonous Brazilian caterpillar―and order the special antivenin from South America―your kidneys shut down and your blood won’t clot. Later that day, you die.
Bedbugs hide in crevices and cracks until they venture out for a snack. Detection and eradication can be tricky because these little critters are hard to locate. David Erik Swanson from Patriot Pest Control just got a bedbug detection dog to ease the process (see “Don’t Let the Bedbugs Bite”), but he says some infestations have been so bad he didn't need help finding them.
Rescue crews can't find a man pulled into a turbulent arroyo.
A meteor above Burque.
Some health care reform starts today.
Santa Fe's got bedbugs. And so does Albuquerque.
Sure. Blame it on a mockumentary, Joaquin Phoenix.
Blockbuster is dying. Netflix wins.
Ay. "The party of stop."
Obama asks Arab nations for peace.
Fancy people put booze in their fruit, too. (Not so much Everclear, though.)
A new dinosaur. Maybe even better than stegosaurus.
The richest people got 8 percent richer this year. What recession? Oh wait ...