The clash and crunch of pads is audible. Players grunt as sweat drips down their faces. They take hit after hit.
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There’s a new buzzword floating around plastic surgeons’ offices. The practice itself isn’t new, but the term is new to patients. And the ones who’ve done their research are using it more and more during consultation appointments.
They want what’s called ethnic rhinoplasty. Translation: They want a nose job, but they don’t want to lose their ethnicity in the process.
Shooting to the top of my list of “The Five Culinary Proofs for the Existence of Satan” is Peeps. Peeps are evil. They peer at me with innocent expressions through the cellophane on the box, suggesting warm nostalgia, joy and friendship. But I’m not fooled. It hurts my teeth just to look at them.
The Springs Preserve’s gigantic spring plant sale offers a wide variety of unique and hard to find plants, along with many familiar ones adapted to our desert environment.
When a 21-year-old traumatic brain injury patient speaks for the first time, no one wants him to stop.
When most Christians gather for Easter worship today (Eastern Orthodox Christians won’t celebrate Easter until May 5), they’ll once again hear a story that they’ve heard dozens, even hundreds, of times before.
Forgive me, Mother Nature and hapless tourists, for revving this 662 horsepower engine in an area overlooking one of the most serene spots in Southern Nevada.
Always something there to remind you. “(There’s) Always Something There to Remind Me” is far from Burt Bacharach’s biggest hit.
Watching the cast of “Betrayal: The Last Supper” rehearse, a thought occurs.