Like many Las Vegas commuters, I fly frequently and dream of the day when public transportation provides a simple, convenient and timely ride to McCarran International Airport.
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Lu Torres is compiling a list, and trust me, it’s not a list Strip hotels want to be on. It’s a list of places where women believe they were drugged before being raped.
Brian Hoeft is the leader of the red light district in Las Vegas. OK, not really, but he does have control of when traffic signals turn red, or green, in his role as assistant director of the Regional Transportation Commission’s Freeway & Arterial System of Transportation (FAST).
His name, in case you missed the brief item in the newspaper, was David Bryan Moore.
Go ahead and whine about lane closures on Harmon Avenue at the Las Vegas Strip. About the backups and congestion caused by motorists turned away and forced to find an alternate route. About how every effort to maneuver around Harmon is greeted only by more construction.
The horrible deed that landed Dan Bogden on the list of nine U.S. attorneys fired in 2006 by the Bush administration: Bogden told Justice officials if they wanted him to prosecute immigration and pornography cases, he needed more resources.
One reader wanted me to advise motorists with handicap placards that they can park in regular spaces without feeding the meter, and another wondered whether cars with the placards may park in spaces designated for side-loading vans for the handicapped.
The most recent Las Vegas Review-Journal poll proved one thing to me: Who’s your daddy makes a difference.
Just east of the Fremont Street Experience, ragged women in short skirts sashay along cracked sidewalks. Homeless people in search of shade crouch against a concrete wall protecting a low-rent RV park. Weeds grow in empty lots. Once-prosperous businesses are shuttered.
Goodie bags are a mainstay of conventions, and organizers always bring extras, fearing that running out would be a convention catastrophe. But when it’s over, the swag (Stuff We All Get) isn’t of much value anymore. Or so it seemed.
When Shakespeare wrote, “The first thing we do, let’s kill all the lawyers,” it was a quip by a murderous villain designed to elicit a laugh about creating an ideal world in “Henry VI.”