Such a waist

A local TV news report a couple of months back reported that the proposed Rialto mall project in Spanish Springs is dead, at least for now. One of the reasons cited for this: There is not enough business for another big mall in the area.

With all due respect to the fine folks who made this argument, probably after examining studies and statistics and all sorts of scientific whatnot, I have one question: ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?

Using the evidence I gathered while shopping over the last month or so near South Virginia Street and South McCarran Boulevard—which became the real downtown Reno, as far as locals are concerned, when nobody was looking—I have decidedly concluded that rapidly growing Spanish Springs can handle a mall. And I am also pretty sure that there will be plenty of people willing to shop out there, based on the near fistfights and numerous heated tempers I witnessed in area shopping center parking lots as of late.

Sparks city officials have been denying that the Rialto mall is dead, saying it is merely delayed. God, I hope they’re right.

On Dec. 22, something really cool happened at Barnes & Noble that I was fortunately able to witness.

In conjunction with our latest Kids’ Issue, which was published last week, dozens of children from Bernice Mathews Elementary were set loose that morning in the children’s section of Barnes & Noble. Each of the kids was allowed to pick out a book, which was then donated in that child’s name to the school library.

It was a fun, if a bit overwhelming, experience to see over 100 children skittering around the book store, trying to find that perfect book. However, I am alarmed that many, many boys were bound and determined to get a book that had to do with professional wrestling. This can’t speak well for the future of our society seeing that, as the cliché goes, these children are our future.

Anyway, that night, I was reading the Reno Gazette-Journal, which is always an interesting experience, when I ran across my horoscope, which read: “Peace and quiet in the morning is absolutely necessary.”


The next sentence was even funnier, for an entirely different reason. It read: “Don’t waist (sic) time with amateurs: Get professional appraisals.”

While I have no idea what this means, I do know the difference between waist and waste. Ah, I love how the world can be unintentionally funny sometimes.

I discovered something interesting on Christmas Day, and I am not sure what exactly this discovery means, either.

Some friends and I decided to catch a movie, and we started examining the movie ads for the various area Century monopolyplexes. We then discovered something odd: The cheaper matinee times for the Century Riverside 12 were available until 6 p.m., while the matinee times at the Sparks and Park Lane theaters ended at 2 p.m., as is normal for a holiday. This seemed odd.

I am not sure if this is a sign that the Riverside 12 is desperate for business—although that would not be a surprise. In any case, the ploy seemed to be working. Because I am doing what I can to help the downtown redevelopment efforts work, no matter how stupid those efforts seem at times, I frequent the Riverside 12 on a somewhat regular basis, and the theater was doing the best business I’ve seen since the grand opening of the Regal a little more than a year ago. Our movie, What Women Want, was actually about a quarter full.

Well, it’s a start, I guess.