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Posted by on Oct 7, 2012 in Blog, Travel | 4 comments

Where’s Inspector Clouseau When You Need Him?

 Inspector Clouseau

 

A few days ago, I lost everything I have ever written.

Every article — gone.

Every draft — gone.

Two half-completed books — gone.

Hundreds of World Series of Poker official reports — gone.

Thousands of personal photographs — gone.

Basically, everything I’m now working on or have nearly completed as a writer — gone.

So, what happened?

My laptop was stolen.

After spending 24 hours crying and another 48 hours throwing up, my next instinct was to write about the pain this has caused.  Even as I sit here now, three days removed from the loss, words cannot express what comes from being severed forever from the emotional reactions I had to different things over the years that were reflected in those very heartfelt writings.

When I felt happy, I usually wrote about it.  When I felt sad, I usually wrote about it.  And, when I felt angry, I almost always wrote about it.  That laptop was a basket case of emotional bedlam.

And now, it’s gone, likely transformed into little more than back-alley barter for the next $50 fix.

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Posted by on Oct 5, 2012 in Blog, Personal, Travel, Video 1 | 0 comments

Nolan Dalla Interviewed in Cannes (France)

The following interview was conducted on September 30, 2012 in front of the Hotel La Majestic Barriere in Cannes, France.  Swedish writer and journalist Rikard Aberg is one of the game’s most inquisitive interviewers, as can be seen in this exchange.

I like Aberg’s style which is largely conversational.  He asks about several subjects — including health and fitness, goals and aspirations, Stu Ungar, and of course — the future of WSOP Europe.

These videos — of myself, Jennifer Tilly, Phil Hellmuth, Steve Dannenman, Brandon Cantu and others are posted at a Swedish-language site.  They will also be available at PokerTube shortly.

This video runs about 17 minutes.

 

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Posted by on Sep 29, 2012 in Blog, Personal, Rants and Raves, Travel | 3 comments

Nolan’s Kinky French Sleeping Habits

 

How the fuck did this happen?

I mean, look at this mattress!

Disgusting!

The photo above shows the king-sized bed in my hotel room, in Cannes, France.

Here’s a closer look:

 

 

I know what you’re thinking.  You’re horrified.  You find me repulsive.

Well, it’s not what you think.

There’s a story here, and if you’ve read this far, you’re going to hear every sleazy detail.

I got out of bed this morning at 9 am sharp.  As I was getting dressed, I looked back at the bed and saw this appalling sight.

Imagine the horror.

But the odor wasn’t quite what I expected.  In fact, the odor was quite pleasant.

Has your revulsion meter hit overdrive yet?  I’ll pause a moment and give you a chance to run to the bathroom and vomit.

I had smelled this familiar odor before.  Many times.  And, it wasn’t just coming from the sheets.  I looked down.  It was also all over my body, especially my backside.  I was covered in brown.

What was this odd brown substance?

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Posted by on Sep 27, 2012 in Blog, Personal, Rants and Raves, Travel | 0 comments

Bathing Beauty — My Rant Against French Hotel Rooms

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Americans aren’t going to like what I’m about to say.  But the French do a lot of things much better than we do.

The French are better at cooking.  They make more time to celebrate life.  Their culture exudes extraordinary art and architecture.  Even their dogs have it much better than their American counterparts — as canines are taken everywhere including airports, restaurants, and even fancy hotels.

But one thing the French are miserable at is bathrooms.

That’s right — bathrooms.

Is it too much to ask to get a shower in a $350-a-night hotel room?

I’m currently staying at one of the best hotels on the French Riviera, located right on Promenade de la Croisette, in Cannes.  This is the same hotel where all the movie stars and Hollywood people stay in during the famous Cannes Film Festival, which takes place right across the street.  This luxury hotel has classic portraits hanging right outside the door of famous people who have stayed in each room.  My hotel room has Woody Allen and Orson Wells’ photos out in front.  So, I guess that means Woody and Orson once stayed in my room — not together, of course.

Which makes me wonder — how did Orson Wells ever fit inside this bathtub?

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Posted by on Sep 25, 2012 in Blog, Rants and Raves, Travel | 3 comments

Shreveport Short Stories

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Photo Caption:  The world’s worst taxi driver — in Bossier City, LA

 

Sitting here at the Shreveport Airport waiting on my flight.

Decided to post a few short stories from my two week stay in Shreveport-Bossier City, Louisiana.  There are short and sweet.  Here it goes:

 

STORY 1 — THE ACCIDENTAL HITCHHIKER

At 3:30 am last night, I’d wrapped up my work assignment at the World Series of Poker Circuit, which took place at Horseshoe Bossier City.  Hotel was about a mile walk away from the casino.  It’s dark.  It’s quiet.  There are no cars on the street.

I’m dressed in a dark business suit, and wheeling a small suitcase behind with several items I use while on the road — computer, printer, cameras, cables, etc.

The sight of a 50-year-old bearded man rumbling down the sidewalk of Bossier City, Louisiana at 3:30 am towing a suitcase is rather uncommon.  I “stood out” from the crowd, you might say.

As I walked along the poorly-lit road, a car pulled up next to me.

“Need a lift?”

I’m a bit surprised by the sound of a human voice, which seemed to come out of nowhere.  I glance up and it appears to be Paul Oresnteen, from Poker News.  I had just seen Paul hours earlier covering the WSOP.  He even mentioned he had a rental car.

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