Vita Grasmick didn’t mind waiting 15 minutes to fill up her Mitsubishi’s gasoline tank on Wednesday.
THOUGH THE OWNER OF THE NOW-DEFUNCT SUNFLOWER MASSAGE didn’t show up for a hearing on his business license last week, his attorney, James Buchanan, gamely went through his lawyerly paces to defend his client against allegations of prostitution from a hostile Las Vegas City Council.
A judge issued an order Monday that stopped Nevada’s sex offender law from taking effect until challenges are resolved.
When it comes to “shame on you” legislation, nobody outperforms the social engineers in Sacramento. The year-round lawmakers in the great state of California are the undisputed kings of “Tsk-Tsk” laws, and their latest came last week when they outlawed the use of hand-held cell phones while driving.
“I was the unlucky man who won the prize, the luck of the draw. That’s why I’m now here, not of my own free will or by your choice. I know that — for no one likes a messenger who comes bearing unwelcome news with him.”
Nevada’s own Harry Reid has become a YouTube sensation for continually combining his gloomy disposition with rhetoric that makes even his most partisan supporters cringe.
When in the course of day-to-day events, it becomes necessary for the state of Nevada to have a leader; the people should declare themselves willing to secure this right.
At the northern edge of downtown’s Glitter Gulch, just south of the old post office along Third Street, Las Vegas redevelopment efforts have a toehold of notable success in the Hogs and Heifers tavern and the highly rated Triple George restaurant.
First of all, I want a pat on the back. I sat down last week with a copy of the U.S. Supreme Court’s gun control ruling and read the entire thing: 157 printed pages, including the majority opinion, two dissents and all the footnotes.
Wesley Clark did nothing wrong except respond in kind to a newsman’s question and do so honestly and frankly.
Dave and Chris Turner of Turner Greenhouse, with their mammoth collection of cactuses and succulents and other garden features, have decided to step aside and let others carry the torch.
A dethroned Central Nevada mining queen, Tonopah preserves her past and regains prestige as a prime location for stargazing. Often considered just a fuel or snack stop along U.S. 95 between Las Vegas and Reno, the old town deserves a closer look. Located 200 miles from Las Vegas at the junction of U.S. 95 and U.S. 6, Tonopah offers overnighters a variety of motels and restaurants.
Cristen McCormick doesn’t believe in coincidence. But whatever one would call it — happenstance, fate, divine intervention — the chain of events that resulted in McCormick creating Hope for Hearts offers pretty strong evidence that something, somewhere, was at work.
The economic downturn grabbing national headlines looks very personal up close, in the midnight lighting of a Rapid Cash store on Nellis Boulevard.
Though the Stardust was demolished last year, it still does its part to support the Las Vegas community.
The year is half over and every night blood still flows onto the stage at the Four Queens.
1969. David Gates of Bread writes the song “It Don’t Matter to Me,” released as a single in 1970. I’m 13. And my reaction is immediate, strident, anxious, fearful and hostile.
THE DREAM: Las Vegas is a hotbed of entrepreneurial activity, and many of the new startup businesses are minority-owned. Minority businesspeople say Las Vegas has a lot to offer.
Nicolas and Juanita Cignetti are bringing down Las Vegas just as they built it, a little bit at a time.