First off, Merry Christmas to you all. Over the weekend I watched an interesting documentary on Netflix about the New Yorker magazine turning 100.
Opinion
Veterans nationwide, and statewide in Nevada from Virginia City to Boulder City, honestly receive benefits from the Dept. of Veterans Affairs (VA).
Some of Boulder City’s finest, but often most under-appreciated citizens, are the long-term care residents at Boulder City Hospital.
The holiday season is here! Radio stations are playing the classic songs, thousands turned out for the Electric Night Parade, stores are bustling with customers, and kids are creating their wish list for Santa.
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.)
For as long as I can remember, we’ve been doing stories in journalism about gas prices. They are nearly always the same, based on figures from a local or regional arm of the American Automobile Association, either viewing-with-alarm about high prices or viewing-with-pleasure about low prices.
You know how we go through the day, and then someone does something really stupid, and we get angry? Let’s talk about some of those things.
Harry Reid recently announced he was selling his home in Searchlight and moving to Henderson.
The beloved board game Monopoly has spawned all manner of themed spinoffs. There’s Dog-opoly, Chocolate-opoly, KISS-opoly, Muppet-opoly, Elvis-opoly and even Las Vegas-opoly.
Sometimes all it takes is one Jewell to recognize a true gem.
You know those crazy Nevadans — any excuse for a party.
Recently, a friend of mine sent me a link to an article about journalism in the Washington Times, a small newspaper published in D.C. by the Unification Church. The piece was written by a columnist named Ben Carson.
Let’s say there was an education reform bill proposed that gave liberals everything they ever wanted: Per-pupil spending would be doubled. As would be the salaries of every teacher. Mandatory pre-kindergarten schooling starting at age 2. Teacher tenure after just one year in the classroom. No teacher evaluations. No merit pay based on student test scores. Mandatory self-esteem classes in grades K-12. And no U.S. history.
It’s now less than a week away before people will be practicing their backward countdown from 10 to 1, while often wishing the year ahead will be better than the 365 days that just went by in a blink of an eye.
First off, Merry Christmas to you all. Over the weekend I watched an interesting documentary on Netflix about the New Yorker magazine turning 100.
If one were to listen to William O’Shaughnessy, Kailaash Malacarne, Emma Graham and Maxwell O’Connor talk about reading, and the excitement that elicits, it shows that there’s hope that in a digital-based world, book stores and libraries will be around for many years to come.
It’s been about a year since a local family fell in love with a badly-beaten, one-eyed puppy, who they would soon adopt.