State Auditors Discover Millions Left on the Table Upon finding themselves overcharged by so much as a penny, there is a particular breed that will summon forth all the righteous indignation of a tax collector on Judgment Day. And then, there are the fine stewards of Nevada’s Division of Forestry, who, according to a recent…

Well, it seems that Nevada’s esteemed legislators, having exhausted all conventional remedies for the state’s rampant mental maladies, have turned their hopeful eyes toward a most unconventional cure—magic mushrooms. Yes, dear reader, the fungi that once inspired beatniks to gaze at their own hands for hours are now the subject of serious political discourse. The…

In Carson City, lawmakers have proposed teaching the police that not all individuals walk, talk, or think alike, which they believe is a significant revelation deserving four hours of instruction. Senate Bill 380, should it become law, would require peace officers to receive instruction on the delicate art of recognizing and addressing those of our…

The great and noble sport of lacrosse—known to its practitioners as a game of skill, speed, and bruised shins—has long been played by the youth of Nevada, though you would hardly know it from glancing at the official state-sanctioned sports. There, one finds football, where the players crash into one another with the enthusiasm of…

At Least Busier What distinguishes the great state of Nevada from others is the understanding that a man should be able to wake up in a luxurious hotel, venture downstairs to gamble in peace, and then return to find his bed made, fresh towels provided, and all traces of previous activities discreetly cleaned away by…

We were on patrol, moving along the narrow path near Cerro El Pital. The jungle was thick, and the air was close. There was a stream, not much more than a trickle. It was ankle-deep, fifteen feet across. We crossed and came up behind a hut. The Skipper signaled to stop. He crouched and called…

In the bustling town of Reno, where the Truckee River murmurs secrets to the sagebrush, a father and son have found themselves in a pickle that’d make even old Injun’ Jim raise an eyebrow. The law laid its heavy hand on Carlos Recinos-Valdez, a man of forty-three summers, and his spry young cub, Kevin Recinos-Ruano,…

Out in the dusty stretches of Winnemucca, where the sagebrush whispers secrets and the wind carries a tune of hard labor, Governor Joe Lombardo and Congressman Mark Amodei came a-traipsin’ on Tuesday afternoon, their brand-new work boots gleam’n like a pair of polished city notions. They’d come to gawk at a mighty workforce housing project…

Taxpayer Tomfoolery and Housing Hopes Nevada Senator Catherine Cortez Masto is kickin’ up dust like a mule in a dry wash over some mighty curious goin’s-on in Washington. It ain’t no tale of silver mines, but it’s got its share of high stakes and sharp tongues, and I reckon it’s worth a listen. Now, Senator…

In the sagebrush-dotted wilds of Nevada, where the sun blisters the sand while the wind whispers secrets to the Joshua trees, two congressional critters—Susie Lee, a Democrat lass from the southern reaches, and Mark Amodei, a Republican gent from the north—have teamed up with a posse of lawmakers to lasso a newfangled bill. They’re callin’…