Don’t kid yourself. Lady Justice is a dawdling slowpoke.
News Columns
This week readers want to know when the work on Eastern Avenue, from Viking Road to Rochelle Avenue, will be finished, what is going on at Decatur Boulevard at Pebble Road and whether there will be lighting on the Las Vegas Beltway from Flamingo Road to Cheyenne Avenue. And the Road Warrior answers a bonus fourth because that’s how the Road Warrior rolls.
Steve Hiltz is one of the good guys, a children’s advocate who recently was honored with a national award for his work. But this Thursday, he will attend an event that equals any award.
Even as gasoline prices finally start to recede, I’m betting a number of valley drivers still are ready to dump their fuel-guzzling SUVs and pickups.
Aggravation is dialing and redialing the same phone number for more than five hours a day, only to get a busy signal. And I’m not talking dialing a few times a day when it crosses someone’s mind. I’m talking about dialing every three seconds from 8:30 a.m. to 11 a.m., then starting again from 1 p.m. to 4 p.m.
Clark County Coroner Michael Murphy prefers to deal in facts, so he couldn’t answer my two questions: How long did it take for Jason Rimer to die, and how much did the disabled 4-year-old suffer?
This week readers want to know when the construction at Fort Apache Road and Sahara Avenue is going to wrap up and when the Warm Springs Road overpass at Interstate 15 is going to be redone. Also, the Road Warrior passes on some advice for commuters displaced by the I-15 North project and settles a bet worth a free car wash.
No matter how worthwhile the conference, the suspicious in our midst always view travel by legislators as a boondoggle. Maybe it’s travel envy, knowing the taxpayer pays for their good times in good places, usually in high-end hotels. And July and August are wonderful months for Las Vegans to get out of town.
Fuel taxes are going the way of the stegosaurus, dodo bird and Jean Claude Van Damme’s film career.
Doggone it, I’ve gone to the dogs during the dog days of summer, doggedly determined to delve into the world of dog-eat-dog entertainment. Drat.
I’m feeling disenfranchised, and I’m mad about it, so I’m looking for someone to blame.
This week readers want to know when the new Las Vegas Beltway interchange with Lake Mead Boulevard is going to open, are sound walls going to be erected on both sides of the Beltway at Desert Inn Road, and what exactly do “when children are present” school signs mean? And we learn about a personalized licence plate that will save one valley driver from being pulled over by police if O.J. Simpson makes a break for it during his upcoming trial.
Oh, to be Harry Reid’s kid. You want something, you get it.
Thousands of north valley commuters will fall prey to a nightmarish commute starting this week.
Just call me Princess Tenpercenter, my new Indian name taken in honor of my proud Cherokee ancestry and the 10 percent who officials claim are the only ones who have trouble with the signage at McCarran International Airport.