Donations pour in to buy a car for the Eric Frein lookalike, James Tully, who has been hassled by police countless times on his daily five mile walk to work.
Meanwhile, the hunt for Frein is now being conducted by an unmanned, giant, silent balloon.
A Brazilian orange juice maker has gone bananas.
CHP officers in the Bay Area are stealing nude photos from women’s cell phones and using them as virtual trading cards.
Oprah did damage control after her driver ran over a fan’s foot.
In case you were wondering, it’s a crime to swim naked with your baby in the state of New Mexico.
In order to fund her roadtrip, this Chinese teenager plans to sleep with a different man in each city.
Behold the python’s virgin birth.
Beware of retailers peddling unsafe Halloween costumes for children.
What’s happening in Albuquerque today?
Happy birthday, Simon Le Bon.
Members of ISIS apparently decapitated a journalist.
Criminally inclined youth may have underdeveloped brains.
Rick Perry felt kind of sorry for himself after being formally indicted on Federal corruption charges, so he bought himself an ice cream cone.
A 100 year old woman thinks we should be having more sex.
A UNM women's soccer game has been canceled after team members complained about being forced to strip naked and then being sprayed with urine.
And that lady who was being tested for ebola at UNMH probably doesn't have ebola.
Judge's ruling on Albuquerque's DWI vehicle-seizure program is being interpreted in two ways.
An accused pedophile once worked at a Nob Hill magic shop.
Elevator Gossip tweeter identified.
Toronto mayor Rob Ford was on The Today Show.
Some politicians who voted for Arizona's "anti-gay" sb 1062 are feeling like maybe the whole thing isn't such a good idea after all.
25 cases (since 2012) of a polio-like disease affecting children in California have parents and officials very worried.
Last year we asked IF you used sex toys. This year we asked WHICH ONES? Due to space constraints in print, this precious data failed to make it into the feature’s final cut, but now the truth can be told: the vibrator is mightier than the dildo.
Not to disrespect the dildo, of course, which consistently ranks in the top three across all genders and preferences, but the good vibe is apparently more things to more people. Gay and bisexual male respondents were the only group in which the vibrator failed to rank as the most popular sex toy (trumped by both dildo and cock ring, but still a respectable third place). The ladies in the audience, on the other hand—gay, straight and in-between—gave the vibrator an overwhelming 80% and higher approval rating, with straight dudes also ranking it #1. (Clearly these guys know where the missus keeps her Hitachi Magic Wand.)
Gay, bi and straight men also appeared to agree that having a cock is a great reason to have a cock ring, as the #2 sex toy for boys remains consistent across all sexual preferences. That’s what I call solidarity, gentlemen.
You can draw your own conclusions from our rather unscientific poll, but one thing is for sure: for Alibi readers, sex time is tool time.
In America, sex and celebrity go together just like summertime and baseball. Although both the fame game and the ball game have European roots, we’ve done our darnedest to make both into national spectacles, though I must admit beisbol seems to be fading.
The Alibi’s second annual Sex Survey asked readers what local business has the sexiest staff, and the results were provocative. It’s no secret most of us spend a significant amount of time making the doughnuts, but who would have thunk so many gorgeous, awesome, desirable and reverie-inducing humans were busy rabbiting away at jobs that range from restaurants to supermarkets, from storied publication houses to alt.sex shops and institutions of higher learning.
If only all of life was as simple as a data cloud with Sex Threesome looming large in the foreground. Maybe that’s what a future with everyone in the world wearing a Google Glass headset looks like. At least, that’s what it’ll look like in Albuquerque, according to our still-in-progress Second Annual Sex Survey.
Preliminary results from “My sexiest experience ever was …” reveal an interesting recurrence of key phrases from responses like “Successfully tying myself up for my boyfriend, so that when he came home he'd have a nice little surprise after a long day at work.” and “My boyfriend at the time wanted me to become more interested in video games. He told me he wanted me to play Dead Island while he performed oral sex on me.” The resulting cloud obviously only scratches the surface, but it’s clear some people really like their boyfriends.
And it came to pass in those days (January 2013 to be precise), that there went out a decree from the Weekly Alibi, that all of Albuquerque should be sexed. And all went to be sexed, every one into his (or her) own perversion or persuasion, the better to be counted thereby. And the Alibi looked upon the results of the census, and, behold, it was sexy; for the way of all flesh was not to be denied.
But unlike that dude with the white beard whose response to wickedness was, some might say, a little extreme with the water and the ark and all, the Alibi instead decreed that once again Albuquerque should be sexed. And lo, the Second Annual Alibi Sex Survey came to pass.
Yes, the time has come again to be counted. Top or bottom? Give or receive? Dildo, vibrator, nipple clamp? All of the above? We’re dying to know. Survey is open now until January 29. Results revealed to the eager public on February 6. Get cracking!
Moths avoid bats. It’s nothing personal, just an understandable desire not to get devoured. In the perpetual evolutionary arms race between the nocturnal creatures, moths seem to have developed ears for the sole purpose of hearing bats’ echolocation cries—because if you want to avoid becoming someone’s midnight snack, getting wind of their approach is key.
Do you remember that part in Dead Poets Society where Robin Williams asks his students why language was invented? “To communicate,” suggests one. “No!” he replies, “To woo women.” Well, humans aren’t the only mammals that have a way of making everything about sex. Until recently, scientists believed that moths could hear sounds, but not produce them. Turns out, though, that most male moths make sounds when they want to engage in a little nookie. And not just any sounds, either—their calls are distinctly bat-like.
A sensory physiology researcher from the University of Southern Denmark, along with colleagues from the University of Tokyo, has been studying two different species of moths to find out exactly how sound is used for courtship. It’s not quite the same for everyone.
In the Asian corn borer, a moth much prettier than it sounds, males make a call that’s indistinguishable from a bat’s hunting cry. Females instinctively freeze at the sound, making it harder for the bats to find them. But in Asian corn borer society, immobility apparently equals consent, because when a female holds still, that’s when the magic of reproduction can happen.
On the other hand, male Japanese lichen moths also make sounds like bats gone a’hunting. But the females of that species aren’t fooled—they can tell the difference between a bat and a suitor. The sound the males make, then, has evolved into a specific mating call.
“The acoustic communication between bats and moths is a textbook example of the interaction between predator and prey,” says Annemarie Surlykke, the researcher from Denmark. “However, our studies show how such a system can evolve, so also moths use their ability to hear and produce sounds to communicate sexually and that they have developed many different ways of doing it. It is a beautiful example of evolutionary diversity.”
If you were wondering how moths can make sounds like bats without attracting their mortal enemies, the key seems to be volume. Moths essentially whisper their calls while only inches apart, whereas bats are pretty much just screaming through the night sky. Spooky! Since we humans aren’t equipped to hear any of it, you’ll just have to imagine what sweet nothings moths murmur to one another.
Source: Science Daily