Read MoreThe best Italian restaurant in Las Vegas is…
….Olive Garden.
According to the Las Vegas Review-Journal and the annual “Readers Choice Awards” released yesterday, Olive Garden was voted as the “Best Italian Restaurant” in Las Vegas.” This appeared in the 2013 edition of the “Best of Las Vegas” section.
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Read MoreNote: This is a continuation of PART 1 and PART 2, which can be read here.
Peter Falcone, one of many aliases
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Read MoreThis is a continuation of PART 1, which can be read here.
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Read MorePeter Falcone.
That’s a name I’ll never forget. And it’s a name you should commit to memory. I suspect this slime might be planning his next con out there somewhere — and his next victim could be you.
Read MoreNo band or artist in modern music history has influenced more people than The Beatles.
It’s astonishing to think that four common men from Liverpool, England created the sum total of 275 original songs that were all essentially written and recorded within only a six-year period — between 1963 and 1969. Six years! That basically means The Beatles pumped out a new song about once a week. Some of them even sold a few copies. Imagine that.
Read MoreNo, this is not an advertisement. I’m not selling anything.
Despite the cheesy headline, I’m convinced there’s one approach that outweighs all others — that is if your goal is to win a World Series of Poker gold bracelet.
Here’s the secret.
Visit your local Dollar Store.
Cadavers are our superheroes. They brave fire without flinching, withstand falls from tall buildings and head-on car crashes into walls. You can fire a gun at them or run a speedboat over their legs, and it will not faze them. Their heads can be removed with no deleterious effect. They can be in six places at once. I take the Superhuman point of view. What a shame to waste these powers, to not use them for the betterment of humankind.
— Mary Roach (Author of Stiff)
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Read MoreToday’s column makes me feel dirty for writing it.
Not because today’s column is about sex — because I see nothing wrong with two consenting adults engaging in physical acts as natural as eating and drinking. And not because the salacious “crime” of prostitution is hereby alleged, which is perfectly legal in the world’s more advanced countries where local laws aren’t written by Bible-thumping hillbillies.
I’m sickened by writing today’s column because it forces me to expose myself to the tacky musings of bottom-feeding creeps who revel in the lascivious details of others’ sex lives.
Read MoreIf the city has a sound, it’s the shrill of the saxophone.
The sax is a wailing cry amidst the cries, a screech of spirit amongst the dispirited.
Read MoreStories from my last two weeks spent in the lovely garden state paradise of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
Marieta Dalla
Don Rieck
E.Dieter Martin
Dutch Boyd
Rich Korbin
Tiger123
Anonymous Eccentric
Kevin Un
Melissa Hayden
Todd Anderson
Stevan Goldman
Charlie Ciresi
Eric Schneller
Tanya Devenport
Peter Secor
Roger Rodd
Scott Wilson
Gareth Edwards
Shawn Rice
Billy the Greek
Linda Keenan
Sue Schneider
Tom Oldcroft
