Presidential Candidates as Disney villains.
Details of the US-led attack on a Doctors Without Borders hospital are being released.
This women's underwear brand is getting a lot of attention—but not for the reason you think.
More disgusting issues regarding APS employees.
Kurt Cobain's unreleased songs will be made public soon. You can listen to one right now!
Police unions are active against fighting reform. Surprised? Me either.
Scaring kids doesn't teach them to know better. Water is wet.
Last Friday, I had just arrived at work and my supervisor Ty told me to follow him to “a thing” (he was very specific). I grabbed my water bottle and went with him. I thought maybe a meeting was happening and I just didn't see the email, but we went to the lobby and there was a photographer there. Then they started talking about beer and I got excited—free beer is my favorite kind (unless it's not craft, then keep your dirt juice away from me)!
Fate had other plans. Instead I was going to be interviewed with Ty about new breweries in town which meant no free beer. We went outside and stood in front of the office and as the photographer set up, I noticed a chill in the wind and remembered the one other time I've knowingly been on the news 12 years prior.
I was ten, my Mom brought me to a community gathering. It was about a sex offender that was moving to a place near our home. It was intense but I didn't listen to any of it. I likely sat on her lap the entire time wishing I was home. I was uncomfortable being in a school after hours and the place was packed. I didn't understand why we were there. There wasn't anything more to learn about the man or the situation that hadn’t been reported on television. I knew the guy was bad, but it's not like anyone could stop him from moving there.
After the meeting, when everyone was eating snacks, my Mom was interviewed by a local news station. Since I was with her—she was my ride, after all—I stayed by her side during. I remember at the end of her interview, the reporter asked me a couple questions not pertaining to the event (in retrospect, maybe it did a little) like where I went to school and what I liked to learn about. I think he poked my belly but maybe I'm imagining that. I've never really enjoyed being the center of attention unless I’m making a joke (or I’m waiting for a bartender).
The following day at school I remember kids (popular kids!) telling me they saw me on the news and that I looked good, all of which was foreign to 10-year-old Megan. I was on cloud nine. I felt famous. During the interview with Ty, I couldn't tell if I was in the shot so I slowly tried to edge my way out of it. I didn't say anything till the cameraman/reporter said I had been quiet and asked if I had anything to add. I did have a few words, and they misquoted me in the write-up. No one talked to me about it afterwards, but that's fine, because you're reading about it now and that's all the fame I need.
Nidal Hasan, who was sentenced to death last year for fatally shooting 13 people at Ft. Hood, Texas, in 2009, has asked to be made a citizen of the Islamic State.
California passes an “affirmative consent” bill to address the problem of rape on campuses.
A police officer in Atlanta was arrested for allegedly killing a woman he met online and then burning her body.
Soaring rents prove problematic for people living in urban areas, as that's where everyone wants to be.
The Washington Post on young children and guns.
Albuquerque authorities are investigating a robbery at a Dairy Queen, during which an employee shot and killed the suspected robber.
So, not only did they still a car, but they left a bag of caca and a gun?
A judge will decide today whether to grant the $350,000 buyout for former APS Superintendent Winston Brooks.
“Longmire,” formerly shot in Garson Studios in Santa Fe, has been canceled. Now fans wonder whether another network will pick it up for a fourth season.
A couple guys found out why those rocks in Death Valley move.
Chick-fil-A bows out of homophobe politics.
Students protest racist anti-abortion propaganda at UNM.
At 11:30 a.m., Endeavour will fly over White Sands.
The Mars rover got some snaps of an eclipse.
OK, so why isn't New Mexico big in solar?
Oh, that Jon Stewart: Chaos on Bullshit Mountain
Beyoncé is a good role model for the Obama daughters, says the president.
Maybe we should elect Canada as POTUS.
How will LGBT youth fare in a new Tunisia?
iPhone 5 lines are forming around the country.
It's OK if you don't want kids. In 2008, you could just drop them off in Nebraska.
A woman screaming "I'm Jack Sparrow" hijacks a passenger ferry and crashes it into other boats.
Amanda Palmer got more than $1 million through Kickstarter to make an album. People are wondering what the hell she's spending it on.
Work backward out of a creative rut.
What's next in body mods?
Kale is succeeding where spinach and other green things have consistently failed: getting swallowed by children. The key is to bake the kale into crispy chips. In a series of taste tests conducted in Montana, it was determined that kids will eagerly turn their mouths green with extra helpings.
“I hate the stuffy theater in the summer! More outdoor performances!” you shout. “Gimme free stuff to do with my kids because they’re out of school and they’re totally driving me bonkers being around all day!”
Fusion Theatre Company yells “Okay!”
Friday at noon, an ensemble of players theatricalize the Fourth Street mall, spinning tales in front of Creative Albuquerque’s home base. The Lost Ending, by Brad Gromelski, is an interactive play created with children in mind, but Fusion promises it will engage adults too. When a group of storytellers loses the book half way through the performance, they need the help of their audience to create an improvised ending.
Bring lawn chairs, blankets and picnics, and claim a spot early. Lay back in the shade and be entertained.
The Lost Ending running time is 45 minutes
Inexplicably (to me), Hayao Miyazaki's Ponyo didn't get an Oscar nod for Best Animated Picture, but maybe (just maybe) it was nudged out of the way by this very cool-looking Irish cartoon that New Mexicans can see starting tonight (and running through at least April 15) at Santa Fe's Center for Contemporary Arts. I'll be hitting the 11:30 a.m. Sunday showing if I'm not too hung over, and I recommend you do the same.
The 75-minute film seems entirely OK for kids used to concepts like death and violence and beauty but is Not Rated. CCA says "this fantastical, breathtaking spiritual animation follows as the 12-year-old Brendan fights Vikings and a serpent god to find a crystal and complete the legendary Book of Kells. The story begins when Brother Aidan, a celebrated master illuminator, initiates Brendan into the art of illustration, awakening his hidden, but extraordinary talents. But finishing the magnificent book means a remarkable quest beyond the abbey walls and deep into an enchanted forest." Sounds awesome. See ya there.
Persephone Wilson knows a thing or two about children's clothing: She has two daughters of her very own. So the longtime South Valley resident set up her kids’ apparel business, P's Tees, right in her own neighborhood. Wilson's pint-sized artistry is displayed on everything from T-shirts to dresses and onesies, with children’s sizes ranging from newborn to 4T. Wilson’s designs include skulls, lightning bolts and light bulbs—motifs you won’t find at a regular department store.
Louisiana justice of the peace refuses to marry an interracial couple because the children will suffer. Like that poor Tiger Woods.
Rush Limbaugh says his bid for NFL team was thwarted by "race hustlers."
Boy thought to have fallen out of balloon was hiding in the attic. Kids.
What happens when your Catholic Father is your father.
Rash of teenage suicides in Ruidoso.
Swat team at Montgomery and Wyoming.
Some billionaires were charged with insider trading which is shocking.
Obama and Bush Sr. hanging out in Texas. Obama like the son he never had.
It's Angela Lansbury's birthday.