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According to the Review-Journal, we have plenty of water to grow on. Does that mean we should?

Last spring, I received a hot tip on the location of a set of dinosaur tracks at Red Rock Canyon National Conservation Area. I’d heard rumors of their existence for years, but their location is a closely guarded secret. It was during one of my frequent excursions to Ice Box Canyon with a local hiking group, part of a regular clean-up effort, that a fellow hiker spilled the beans.

Ozone season is here. So think of the runners! The bikers! Seniors and children! Lots of other people who breathe!

At 3:46 p.m.

Las Vegas historians spend too much time talking and writing about Benjamin “Bugsy” Siegel. Consider that Siegel was involved with Las Vegas in one way or another for about five years, and he focused intensely on Las Vegas for only two.

SCOTT: So, citing uncivil behavior, the Review-Journal has turned off its comment threads, long derided by many as witch cauldrons of bigotry, whackadoodle aggression and horrid grammar, with the occasional nugget of useful perspective buried within. Your first response?.

Grover Norquist at Burning Man. Grover Norquist at Burning Man.

The good news: Clark County just received $50,000 from the National Endowment for the Arts to add public art to the Maryland Parkway renovation being undertaken by (inhale now) the county, the city, UNLV, the Regional Transportation Commission and the Urban Land Institute (exhale). That’s a few pounds of bureaucracy by anyone’s measure.

(Photo by J.K. Russ)

SCOTT: Sing it with me, Andrew: Here he comes to save the day! (C'mon, you know the words …) It seems that Brian Greenspun, through some combination of buyout, asset-swap and/or threats of big brotherly noogies, has wrangled sole control over the Greenspun Media Group from his siblings (with whom he has been notoriously squabbling). First order of business: He halted the negotiations, previously approved by his brother and two sisters, that would have dissolved the joint-operating agreement with the Review-Journal, which keeps the Sun alive.