After you’ve been harangued by Harry Reid’s Democrats and stalked for months by a guy in a chicken suit, something as simple as a head-to-head statewide race perhaps isn’t too intimidating for Sue Lowden.
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Nice guy Gov. Brian Sandoval appeared to be trying to take me to task. He couldn’t quite pull it off.
People once commonly called Las Vegas “the city without clocks” in a nod to the 24-hour nature of the place, but when Norm Ziola and Bert Stehle visited here this past week, time was very much on their minds.
Casino man Steve Wynn nearly brought down the house Monday at St. Viator Catholic Church during the funeral for his friend and mentor, Jackie Gaughan.
I’ve decided to run for governor. Sure, I missed last week’s deadline to file for the office. And from the look of things, so did every legitimate challenger to Gov. Brian Sandoval’s incumbency from the state Democratic Party.
Las Vegas residents are hearing plenty about the future of emergency medical transport service in the city these days. But here’s a little news that’s guaranteed to do your heart some good.
New visitors to the El Cortez some years ago would have been forgiven for failing to spot the owner of the downtown casino.
The John S. Cook Bank never closes here. The saloons have vanished, and the town’s school bell hasn’t rung in decades.
Trappers might be the keepers of an antiquated craft, but they all seem to have Internet access.
The NASCAR Sprint Cup Kobalt 400 at the Las Vegas Motor Speedway met and surpassed high expectations, and even the unpredictable March weather played nice for a city of racing fans and the drivers they support.
I was missing my big brother Jim the other day when retired Metro detective Norm Ziola called to say he’d solved a mystery.
With so many unabashed animal rights activists in Nevada, it’s a wonder the issue of trapping in the 21st century isn’t more controversial.
Saturday’s St. Baldrick’s Foundation annual shave-a-thon at McMullan’s Irish Pub and other venues throughout the valley generated hundreds of thousands of dollars, and separated hundreds of volunteers from their hairstyles. The event also took more than a few beards.
Nevada Gov. Brian Sandoval started the weekend early and couldn’t make his scheduled Friday interview at the Review-Journal. But no matter.
Brian McMullan manages to smile when he sees some bewildered folks wander into McMullan’s Irish Pub to have their heads shaved on St. Baldrick’s Day.
Talk about beaver fever. This subject has really given you something to chew on.
Urban Casavant is dead, but don’t expect all the suckers who dumped millions into his diamond mine stock scam to believe it.
Gene Isaacs wasn’t short on tenacity. Isaacs also had a sheaf of documents and receipts that appeared to directly link Judge Steven Jones to his former brother-in-law’s investment schemes, schemes that authorities now call shady.
In a country that can’t find many prison cells for Wall Street swindlers, rapacious bankers, and corporate hoodlums, this past week we learned there was just enough federal penitentiary space for a dove of peace.
Sip a cup of coffee in any cafe from Searchlight to Jackpot, and before you ask the waitress for a refill, you’re likely to hear something about conservative politics in Nevada.
Candidates love to tout their experience during a campaign. They think it sets them apart from their opponents, and it often does. Take judicial candidate Nicholas Perrino, for instance.
Noah Levrant was just a kid approaching his bar mitzvah, that time when according to Jewish tradition a 13-year-old boy accepts his religious responsibility and steps through the door of manhood.
To learn about the latest twist in the story of heroin addiction in America, you needn’t read headlines about a Hollywood star’s fatal overdose or his “tragic final days.”
Because nothing says “I love you” quite like automatic weapons, the National Museum of Organized Crime and Law Enforcement is offering free admission today, the anniversary of Chicago’s bloody St. Valentine’s Day massacre.
Although my reading of the region’s history is admittedly spotty in many places, I always believed beavers were essentially trapped out of existence on the Colorado River a century ago.