Call me a grumbling Grinch, but the thought of UFC-style shopping on Thanksgiving Day is revolting.
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It’s not cheap to get your name on a building, institute, center or program at UNLV (or any other university); nor should it be.
After my mother died last December, one of the toughest things my dad and I faced was what to do with her clothes. We decided to donate them to the Assistance League of Las Vegas to go into the Thrift Shop.
In an ironic reversal, former Chancellor Jim Rogers, who orchestrated the ouster of UNLV President Carol Harter in 2006, is now supporting her to become the interim UNLV president after Neal Smatresk trots back to Texas.
Warning: If you want to check out the Downtown Grand Las Vegas, plan on valet parking. At least for the next two weeks. There was no self-parking on my visit Thursday. So the round-and-round driving I did searching for its parking garage was for naught.
Nov. 22 was the 50th anniversary of President Kennedy’s death, but Nov. 21 was the 33rd anniversary of the fire at the MGM Grand, the fire that caused the death of 87 people.
First it was cookies at the Red Velvet Cafe, seriously underreporting its calorie count claiming they were 27 calories. More like 100-157 calories, two labs found. Now it’s protein cake bites over-reporting protein grams.
When children stick something in their ears or noses, it’s noticeable. When they swallow something, it’s not.
A group of Nevadans who don’t consider “moderate” a dirty word have opened the Guinn Center for Policy Priorities, named after the late governor, who worked effectively with both parties. His passion was education and tax policy, and his grasp of the state budget was unparalleled.
Twenty months after state officials with the State Parks Division ousted volunteer docents at the Spring Mountain Ranch State Park, the state is welcoming them back to settle a court case.
When I last saw my father, a week ago, we were in Manila. He was heading to Corregidor Island, and I was heading home to Las Vegas.
I was not shanghaied in Shanghai and yes, that was somewhat disappointing for my over-active imagination.
Going to Shanghai was meant to be an escape, a real vacation where I didn’t work. Yet I couldn’t quite let go of the job, deciding to read David Schwartz’s new book about Jay Sarno on the flight over.
Nevada voters pooh-poohed the idea of a Court of Appeals three times, but advocates have high hopes a fourth try in 2014 will succeed with a boost from a $400,000 campaign.
Last February marked the start of the Vegas PBS Women’s Engagement Council.
Memories of the good old, bad old days flooded the Mob Museum’s courtroom Tuesday as four witty men competed to deliver the funniest one-liner about the mob in the ’70s and ’80s.
If you have heard of a unique community 8 miles west of St. George called Kayenta, raise your hand. No? I thought so. Las Vegans keep giving me blank looks when I bring up Kayenta.
Clark County commissioners refused to compromise Tuesday — in particular Tom Collins and Susan Brager. By delaying a decision again, Brager and Collins cost the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department millions. Yet both claim to be advocates for public safety.
When Harvey Whittemore reports to a federal prison Jan. 31, he deserves a yard nickname. Harvey Hubris works.
A year ago, Las Vegas City Councilman Stavros Anthony read about Kenneth Epstein in the Review-Journal and went to the man’s home in Sun City Summerlin.
Many in the media, including me, bristled when first invited to meet Laura Bucheit, the new special agent in charge of the Las Vegas FBI.
In 2004, water boss Pat Mulroy stood on the short list of women considered possibilities to become Nevada’s first female governor. She was praised for her administrative and communication skills. Her willingness to do battle was never in doubt.
Joe Ann Ricca doesn’t know when or how she developed her interest in medieval history; it seems like it was just always a part of her.
When experts say that torturing animals is a sign of potentially more serious violence, I believe them. That’s why I wanted to attend the 9:30 a.m. Oct 16 sentencing of the despicable character who decapitated a bird at the Flamingo and played with it like a toy.
Rarely do men who have been drugged, robbed and beaten in Las Vegas call me to reveal details, but Brian Mamak is the exception. Mamak has a bitter message to deliver: Las Vegas nightclubs are not safe.