May 28, 2008
In this card-playing town, there's much wisdom in Kenny Rogers' advice to "know when to run," and for many years the sight of a man running in the streets of Las Vegas meant the law was after him – or worse. But recreational running has become popular in Las Vegas in recent years, and the city now has its own marathon. Still, there are some things you should know before you race out into this climate, which is alternately hot, dry -- and freezing. Go figure that one, if you will. Continue reading »
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When summer turns its blast-furnace heat on Las Vegas, locals have the sense to lay low until sundown. But then we amble out to enjoy some company and some sweet music in the (relative) cool of the evening. Several area venues offer open-air summer concert series, generally on weekends, which cater to a wide range of musical interests. They're healthy, they're family-friendly and – best of all – they're free. 
There’s nothing like drinking a beer and eating a mustard-soaked hot dog while sitting at a baseball game. But in Vegas? Yes, in Vegas. The city that places more sports bets than anyplace else on earth also has a decent AAA baseball team – and an enthusiastic fan base. Allow me to introduce the Las Vegas 51s. 
Real springs are rare in Las Vegas, where the passage from winter chill to summer swelter is usually all too brief. So when a warm and breezy day descends on the city, folks can go a little crazy. It's spring fever, and after 27 springs here in Las Vegas, I treasure every nostalgic, restless minute of it. 
"Ooooo, honey, this puppy is so cute! And that kitty! Isn't that the sweetest thing you ever saw?" Get a grip, people. Sure, those rescued cats and dogs need all the help they can get. But before you give your heart to the first Rover to thump his tail at you, take some advice from some folks who know something about adopting—and caring for—a pet in and around Las Vegas. Here's a roundup. 
Invited to speak at a library function in Laughlin, Nev., I was eager to meet aspiring authors. I was also eager to meet the bikers who roared into town that weekend for the annual Laughlin River Run. Drinking beer and dancing with three cousins from Albuquerque, my pal Donna and I found some reasons to let loose. 
