Real Life in Las Vegas
What Happens in Vegas
Not surprisingly, several theaters in Las Vegas hosted “sneak previews” of “What Happens in Vegas” tonight. I couldn’t resist, partly because it’s my self-appointed duty to report on movies with “Vegas” in the title, and partly because I was curious to see how many people would turn up to see it in a neighborhood cineplex.
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The Weather in Las Vegas
It doesn’t take much to describe the weather in Las Vegas. There’s hot, really hot, and #@!*!$%# hot. That’s pretty much it, right? Well, no. That’s just what the rest of the world thinks. Once you get here and hang around for a few months, you find out there’s a bit more to the meteorology of the eastern Mojave.
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Grocery Shopping in Sin City
Las Vegas has a well-established reputation as a good place to eat, mostly because cheap, all-you-can-eat casino buffets are a long-standing tradition. More recently, with the advent of big-name chefs and their prestigious restaurants, Las Vegas’s reputation has expanded.
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Driving in Las Vegas
People who’ve lived in Las Vegas a long time are always moaning about the traffic. I can’t blame them. When a city goes from dusty Western town with a couple of intersecting highways to a multi-freeway metropolis in forty years, it’s easy to wax nostalgic for the good old days. I’ve lived here only five years, and even that is long enough to remember charming phenomena that have vanished in the supergrowth. There’s a street named “Pyle” on the south side of town, but recent arrivals don’t know that the next major street north of it used to be called “Gomer.” “Gomer” is now Silverado Ranch Boulevard. Ah, the good old days, when you could name dirt roads after old sitcom characters.
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Pass It On: Freecycle Las Vegas
Nevadans like to claim that the rest of the country sees our state as a trashcan, the perfect spot for dumping radioactive garbage. After all, it’s just a big empty desert, so what the heck? But as righteously outraged as we feel about Yucca Mountain becoming the nation’s nuclear dumpster, Nevadans are not guilt-free in thinking of the desert as a convenient place to unload crap with impunity. We may not be throwing toxic waste in our own backyards, but far too many of us have been divesting ourselves of hideous old couches in vacant lots.
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