On a brisk Thursday, March 19, state lawmakers sat down to pick through this fiscal briar patch, and Democratic Assemblyman Howard Watts caught a thorn that didn’t sit right with him. Now, the prison stores in Nevada ain’t no trifling matter. They’re projecting nigh on $15 million in sales this year, a sum that keeps…

Now, gather ‘round for a yarn about the ruckus down in Mesquite, where the former chief of police, one MaQuade Chelsey, found himself in a pickle hotter than a steamboat’s boiler. The City of Mesquite, in all its municipal wisdom, let loose a report that’d make a catfish blush, and it’s a tale worth tellin’.…

A Fire, A Fool, and a Fit of Lunacy in Las Vegas In the annals of human folly, where the wise scratch their heads and the foolish light matches, there comes a tale from the neon-lit sands of Las Vegas—a yarn so peculiar it might’ve been dreamed up by a man who’d stared too long…

Three years and five trials after the gruesome discovery of I.N. Sharp’s dismembered body near the Rabbithole Sulphur mines, J.W. Rover was ceremoniously hanged in the Washoe County Courthouse yard on the chilly afternoon of February 19, 1878. It would become Reno’s first—and only—public execution that garnered no small amount of attention in the growing…

And a Notable Absence In a grand display of legal gumption, South Carolina Attorney General Alan Wilson, with a hearty contingent of fourteen fellow attorneys general from states far and wide—Georgia, West Virginia, Mississippi, Iowa, North Dakota, Florida, Oklahoma, Montana, Louisiana, Indiana, Missouri, Utah, South Dakota, and Kansas—put their names to a letter that might…

The Bureau of Land Management, in an act of generosity rarely seen outside of a poker table in a boomtown saloon, is offering a princely sum of $1,500 to any citizen whose sense of justice outweighs their sense of neighborly discretion. This reward is for information leading to the apprehension of the artistic scoundrels who…

Now, dear reader, let me introduce you to a tale so full of sorrow and forewarning that even the most lead-headed among us might feel compelled to listen. Michelle Afshar carries a picture not for vanity, not for nostalgia, but as a testament to a loss that should not have been. The face in that…

A Horse of a Different Bureau Though the operation may unfold just beyond the borders of Nevada, the Bureau of Land Management will conduct a grand gather of free-range horses near Mono Lake, Calif. Now, one might argue that drawing a line in the dust to separate these fine equines from the Silver State is…

Some enterprising mischief-maker, perhaps feeling mighty put out about the state of the world or just harboring a peculiar distaste for electric vehicles, saw fit to set several cars ablaze at a Tesla service center in the dark and lonesome hours of Tuesday morning. The Metro police say the conflagration sparked around 2:45 a.m., drawing…

Here’s a hard pill that sticks in the throat going down. I don’t belong anywhere. Not in the town that raised me. Not in the jobs that used me up. Not in the place where I dump my keys at night. There is no tribe, no pack, nor a drunken chorus singing me home. Everyone…