February 11, 2009
Water bottles, soda cans, candy wrappers, coffee cups – “people trash” strewn on the roadside. And what about all those patriotic red, white and blue recycling bins in our garages? They're empty! Does it surprise you to learn that Las Vegas households recycle only 2 percent of their trash? It doesn't surprise me at all – it makes me crazy. I'm on a mission to change things. From now on, it's reduce, reuse, recycle. Continue reading »
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The early settlers of Mount Charleston have some interesting stories to tell, and local oral historian Lisa Gioia-Acres is busy recording them for posterity. But just as interesting is Lisa’s own story, which shows us why knowing the past is essential to understanding the present.
The good news is that another New Year’s Eve is approaching. The bad news is that according to the Chinese calendar we are about to enter the Year of the Ox. That means a year of hard work and sticking to tough decisions set in motion last year. In my opinion, an ox-like mentality couldn’t come at a better time, particularly for Las Vegas.
I landed in Las Vegas following a midlife divorce. I hadn’t researched the area much beforehand and settled in the Green Valley section of town only because I found a really cool apartment there. At the time, I had no idea what a fantastic area I’d chosen and, in retrospect, I feel I struck gold. Here are five reasons why Green Valley is a particularly awesome place to live.
Taxi drivers learn a lot about life from the folks in the back seat of their cabs. Some of the stories are uplifting, some tell of shady dealings, and some are just plain sad. I spent a day on a ride-along with a veteran driver for A-Cab Taxi and got a whole new picture of life in Las Vegas.
Ah, massage. Most people sigh at the mere mention of the word. That's because massage answers some deep human need for connection and relaxation. Swedish, shiatsu, deep tissue, hot stones – it's all good. No "happy ending" required, even in Las Vegas.
Lots of people think Las Vegas is a cultural wasteland – that its residents seldom read anything more sophisticated than a keno ticket. That's just not true. Thanks to the dedicated efforts of many caring organizations, southern Nevada is experiencing a burgeoning interest in the arts. The Vegas Valley Book Festival, now in its seventh year, is a case in point. I popped in on some of this year's programs to see for myself. 







