Last weekend's Henderson Arts Fest was typical of such things—tent after tent of middle-of-the-road artwork and eccentric crafts, genial hucksters selling dorky novelties, a used-book sale ... and an alimentary row of funky food booths. It was to these that your correspondent, whom we'll call Pig in the City, made a beeline. Most offered what you'd expect: messy outdoors food like burgers, sausages, hot dogs, Mexican food and the occasional oddity, like gumbo. And one thing even odder: chucks of alligator. Now, Pig in the City has a policy regarding deep-fried chunks of exotic animal served on sticks: Just say yes. (It's an adjunct to his policy on jerky.) Four pieces for $5. You're guessing it tasted like chicken. Well, sort of—but definitely not a nice chicken. More like trailer-park chicken from the swamps, the kind that belches in public and calls its spouse "the bitch" and really enjoys monster-truck derbies. Greasy. Heavy. Pig in the City could only eat three pieces. Later, he bit one of his children in the pool.
"Las Vegas is one of the most popular vacation destinations in the world, especially during the summer months, when the weather is nearly perfect every day."
From a story e-mailed by ClickPress: Global News Distribution, an organization that apparently skimps on fact-checkers.
Wussy Vocalist, Mobsters and Flappers? Cool! Or Should We Say, 23-Skiddoo and a Ha-Cha-Cha!
Whaddaya get when you mix Al Martino's character name from Godfathers 1 & 3 and what Webster's Dictionary describes as "a place where alcoholic beverages are illegally sold, specifically, such a place during the period of prohibition in the U.S.," nearly a century ago in the 1920s? You get Johnny Fontane's Speakeasy, or so a sign declares at its construction site on Jones Boulevard, south of Interstate 215. Can we look forward to getting slapped around and mocked for "crying like a woman!" by a blowfish-cheeked Brando impersonator/maitre d'? Will the beverage selection include a horse's head highball? Will fulsome flappers and dapper non-rappers Charleston the night away (the dance, not the boulevard)? All we can say as we eagerly await the opening is: a-voh-dee-oh-doh!
Twice in less than a year, Boulder City grandmother Jo Ann Argyris has won $1 million jackpots by playing penny slots. Penny slots! Argyris pocketed a meal ticket at Sunset Station on June 26 after playing Aristocrat Technologies' Millioni$er Hyperlink penny slots. Ten minutes and $35 into playing on May 5 at the Railroad Pass Hotel & Casino in Henderson, she was a millionaire, twice over.
Said Aygris in a statement: "Last year I told everyone that I was going to win again, and they didn't believe me."
Nevada has received $111 million between 2002 and 2005 from the U.S. Department of Homeland Security. That's good enough for 34th place among the 50 states (although the District of Columbia and even Puerto Rico both received more funding). Nevada's population is the 35th largest in the country, according to the Census, which means we've jumped over Utah, which has more people but got less money. Fine, you say, but what about Wyoming?
Everyone gets up in arms when they hear that, per capita, Wyoming has received an astounding $127,000 per person, almost triple Nevada's $49,000 per person. Still, keep in mind, Wyoming received a scant $64 million over three years, lower than any other state. It should also make us feel better to know that California, which received $1.1 billion, far and away the highest amount in the country, got only $31,000 per person. No wonder all those Californians are moving here.
Hey, You Talkin' To Me?!
"My position remains steadfast: that if a team is looking to relocate, I'm a good guy to talk to."