Entertainment Columns
She’s always there for you. She never has a headache, and she never needs a girls’ night out. She’s television. And, in honor of Valentine’s Day, here are 33 reasons to love her right now:
Laughlin hosts the second annual Wings and Wildlife Festival scheduled for March 11-15, an award-winning event created by the Southern Nevada Birding and Wildlife Trails Partnership. Participants explore a tri-state region rich in varied Southwestern habitats on guided nature walks and hikes, during seminars and workshops conducted by experts and while on field trips led by knowledgeable guides. During the festival weekend, at least 20 special exhibits by federal and state agencies and organizations concerned with nature, the environment and conservation will be open to the public free of charge.
Anita Mann was in for a surprise when she saw the first preview of “Viva Elvis.”
Heidi’s Picks is a weekly selection of restaurant suggestions from Review-Journal critic Heidi Knapp Rinella.
Most people don’t know him as anyone but George. And now he wants us to call him Donny?
Most entertainers crave your affection. The Amazing Johnathan flips you off. More than once.
Bar 12-21, the lounge at Morton’s the Steakhouse, was quiet early on a recent evening. As 5 p.m. turned to 6, customers started drifting in, first to the bar, then to the dining room. Few of them were taking part in Morton’s Power Hours, and all I can say is, it was their loss.
Carlos Santana isn’t even moved in yet — he’s still just house-hunting in Las Vegas — but already proving a model citizen.
Our brief annual fling with brisk weather will come to an end before we know it, so it’s a good time to report on a reader-requested soup. For Jim Loeffler, who’s looking for oyster stew, Evelyn Mayfield and Marlene Helfrich e-mailed that they find it at separate Wal-Mart Neighborhood Markets. …
TASTE OF THE TOWN
Goodbye, guys selling “Too Close for Comfort” reruns to emerging markets that have yet to discover the joys of Jim J. Bullock.
Proud of its history, the Nevada town of Mesquite invites visitors to get acquainted with the border town’s past, starting with a visit to its diminutive museum at 35 Mesquite Blvd. Housed in a flat-roofed rock building erected to serve as a library during 1939-41, the Virgin Valley Heritage Museum contains remnants of its past dating back to original settlement by Mormon colonists in the early 1880s. The single-storied museum, later turned into a hospital, was named to the National Register of Historic Places in 1991.
Last Sunday’s column noted the long dry spell awaiting Las Vegas entertainment: Forget about big-buck investments in splashy new shows. This week, it’s only fair to note the flip side: Being broke doesn’t mean you can’t still be creative.
Sometimes, the problem with a good idea is that it’s so good, everyone else has it, too. Then it’s all about who can make it work.
This is the weekend of the Big Game. Unless you’re oblivious to the place of football in American life, you know exactly which game I’m talking about.