A hearty “thank you” must go out to the single individual who has done the most to improve the Nevada judiciary: Elizabeth Halverson.
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Jane Ann Morrison
Briefly, before heading out to the Sarah Palin rally, I contemplated accessorizing with a button boldly broadcasting “Cat Lovers For Obama,” but figured I’d get the ever lovin’ crap beat out of me if I did. Discretion prevailed, so as not to alienate dog-loving Republicans.
For a few minutes, it was just three women chatting about what we’d do if we were 21 again, entering the job market in today’s newspaper business, instead of in our 50s and already established journalists.
The few times Frank “Lefty” Rosenthal and I spoke, he looked at me as if I were a worm he’d like to step on, except the ensuing goo would dirty the sole of his shoe. Actually, I found the fastidious Rosenthal scarier than mobster Anthony Spilotro, and no one accused Rosenthal of killing dozens of people.
Nobody asked me, and billionaires rarely take my advice anyway, but may I make a suggestion? The Plaza in downtown Las Vegas needs to go back to its original name, the Union Plaza. Many of us never stopped calling it that. Never made the transition to calling it Jackie Gaughan’s Plaza or just the Plaza.
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‘Tis a tale of a $1,500 caramel. Another in a continuing series in which I urge you to learn from my many mistakes. Apparently, I will never run out of column topics.
During an elevator ride Monday while checking out the unfinished Lou Ruvo Brain Institute, someone asked whether anyone had Alzheimer’s in their family. Out of six people in the elevator, I was the only one who hadn’t. Silently, I gave thanks. Cancer is my family’s foe.
Las Vegas was a better place when the mob ran the town. Now how many times have you heard that old saw?
Perhaps you don’t think cuts in state programs for the mentally ill make any difference to you or your family.
Human resources directors are the souls of discretion. But last week one poured out her heart in an e-mail about the everyday heroes she sees at work.
One of the true joys of living in Nevada is that you can meet political candidates up close and personal. And you should.
For once, Gov. Jim Gibbons and I are in complete agreement. Robert Loux must go.
Getting back to that whole lipstick on a pig thing, or in this case, lipstick on a limited liability company: Does changing the name of one of Dr. Dipak Desai’s clinics mean he no longer owns it?
When Barack Obama made his first presidential campaign visit to Las Vegas 19 months ago, I got into it with his press person because there was no access for the local media and while Obama generally opposed Yucca Mountain, there was no answer to my follow-up question: “Then what should the country do with that nasty nuclear waste?”
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