You know that Progressive Insurance commercial that humorously depicts a “Parent-Life Coach” advising young homeowners on how to avoid turning into their parents? When the coach corrects homeowners to not chime in on strangers’ conversations, it made me realize, I’ve totally become my mother. (But I’m OK with it, because my mom was awesome.)
Another year is coming to an end… which always makes me reflect on all the things that occurred in the past 12 months.
First off, let me wish you all a very Happy Thanksgiving. I hope it’s filled with some of my favorite F-words…family, friends, fun, food and football.
Well, how did that happen? Another month has gone by and I have found another reason not to write the AI column I keep going on about. Next month. By then I’ll have better concrete examples of how I’ve been using it.
There are many organizations that provide assistance to veterans and civilians alike, and they are located all around the state.
Is there anyone in Boulder City who didn’t end up with those pesky little ants this summer? They visited my neighbor and friends across town! Me? I had two visits. What a nuisance. And what a quandary for the ecoconscious.
In 1993 Mercedes set off a competition for a new U.S. auto plant and several states — Alabama, North Carolina and South Carolina — ended up pitted against each other in a bidding war. Alabama won it with a $250 million to $300 million incentive package, the equivalent of $397 million to $476 million in 2013 dollars.
Suddenly, Silver Peak finds itself smack in the middle of the Tesla discussion.
I have to admit, I don’t know what happened in Ferguson, Mo., between Michael Brown and police officer Darren Wilson. Then again, neither did any of the columnists who helped fan the flames of racial tensions immediately after Brown’s death.
Monday was Labor Day, a national day to recognize the social and economic efforts of American workers.
Recently, two conventions of organizations that serve blind individuals were held in Nevada.
Although Google’s official birthday has moved around a bit over the years, it is generally accepted that the universe will celebrate the search engine’s 16th birthday Sept. 27. And I know the perfect gift.
With its tall pines and cool breezes, Mount Charleston doesn’t look much like a crossroads of political intrigue.
After an almost four-year saga, the part of Boulder City code that allowed dog owners to have their dogs off-leash in public as long as they were under verbal control practically (though not officially) goes away as of Dec. 4.
Getting the old Bullock Field Navy Hangar onto the National Registry of Historic Places has been on the radar of the Boulder City Historic Preservation Commission for about a year and a half and earlier this month, the city council agreed.
Earlier this year, the city council voted to reverse a planning commission decision. It was not of note because no one in the ranks of city staff could remember such a reversal ever having happened in the time they worked for the city.
You know that Progressive Insurance commercial that humorously depicts a “Parent-Life Coach” advising young homeowners on how to avoid turning into their parents? When the coach corrects homeowners to not chime in on strangers’ conversations, it made me realize, I’ve totally become my mother. (But I’m OK with it, because my mom was awesome.)
