None Dare Call it Super
Super Bowl has come and gone once again, leaving millions and millions of dollars behind in the city that will never be its host. It’s amazing to me that Las Vegas reaps all the benefits of the most popular football game of the year without contributing a cent to its production. And not only is Sin City exempt from underwriting any Super Bowl costs, the Las Vegas Convention and Visitors Authority (of “What Happens in Vegas” fame) isn’t allowed to buy even one minute’s worth of advertising during the television broadcast…
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Hooters in Need of Support
What? Hooters is failing in the city of hooters? It seemed impossible last January, when old San Remo was still going through his makeover. Women turned out in American Idol numbers to see if their racks were awesome enough to land them the right to wear tight T-shirts and orange hot pants while they shuttled beer…
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Shark (but not Card) and Lizard (but not Lounge)
It still amazes me that people who don’t live in Las Vegas think that there is nothing here except smoky casinos, feather-twitching showgirls, and the people who inhabit and ogle them. They seem to be perfectly aware that the valley is home to nearly two million people these days, but, like Pittsburgh’s long-outdated reputation as a sooty steel town, the enduring Las Vegas image is a relic from Rat Pack days…
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No Smoking…Not
Las Vegas: The Last Bastion of Smokers’ Rights. That’s how I thought of it when I came here in 1997 when I was doing publicity for a smoking cessation campaign sponsored by Nicorette Gum and the American Cancer Society. While I didn’t feel as though I had to wear Kevlar as I handed out literature and spoke to reporters in front of city hall, I did have the distinct feeling that I wasn’t particularly welcome. If you can’t smoke in Las Vegas, the message was, there’s something wrong with the world…
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The Big Freeze
Easily the number one question I get asked by people who don’t live here is, “How do you stand the heat?” It’s a good question, but there’s another one on my mind right now. It goes something like this: “What the !#%@!! is all that water gushing down my driveway?” Somehow, I never dreamed I’d be dealing with a pipe leak caused by a hard freeze in the land of endless summer…
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