
Wu Tang brought it. See for yourself…
It was a different pain. For someone plagued by ankle issues since a leg-shattering soccer injury in ’90, that represented an oh-sh*t moment. It was sharp. It was jarringly diffuse, going beyond the standard ankle roll. And I was committed…
The best thing about going to a prize fight in Las Vegas is everything about going to a prize fight in Las Vegas. What an electric scene at the MGM Grand on Saturday night when the judges decided that Floyd…
Au revoir (hasta Sunday, when I return with a ticket stub from Mayweather/Maidana and a bunch of future World Cup bets).
Shortly after the piece about my recovery from a traumatic brain injury ran on WHYY/NewsWorks’ Pulse show, I received an email from a friend of Las Vegas food critic Max Jacobson. He’d been critically injured in a hit-and-run several days…
This is apparently what happens when you wander off the Las Vegas Strip to try your luck at the Orleans Hotel & Casino.
Blah, blah, blah, first annual Rock ‘n’ Roll Las Vegas Stiletto Dash. Blah, blah, blah, neat event.