Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 24, 2021 in Blog, Rants and Raves |
This rant is connected to the debut of this new series posted earlier, which was about “modified exhaust systems” on cars in order to make them sound louder. So utterly stupid and pointless. Now, it’s onto motorcycles.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 24, 2021 in Blog, Politics |

I wasn’t prepared to come away with inflated respect and a genuine appreciation for Billy Graham, the famous fundamentalist gospel preacher who dominated such a big part of America’s religious and political landscape for more than half a century.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 22, 2021 in Blog, Personal, Rants and Raves |

THINGS THAT PISS ME OFF: #1
MODIFIED CAR MUFFLERS
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 22, 2021 in Blog, Music and Concert Reviews, The Van Morrison Master Class |
Album Review:
Latest Record Project: Volume 1 — by Van Morrison (Release date 7 May 2021)
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 14, 2021 in Blog, Travel |

Here’s the latest edition of “An Unconventional Convention.”
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 12, 2021 in Blog, Politics |
What’s happened is Donald Trump’s asinine policies for our miserable years and grotesque neglect have finally hit home. He and his failed administration dropped the ball on cybersecurity.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 12, 2021 in Blog, Politics |

The Republican Party is a cult.
We suspected this all along. Now — it’s official.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 12, 2021 in Blog, Sports Betting |

OPINION: Bob Baffert is a dirty, lying, cheating scumbag and horseracing authorities won’t do a damn thing about it.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 11, 2021 in Blog, Las Vegas, Restaurant Reviews |

LAS VEGAS CHINATOWN — RECOMMENDATIONS WANTED
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on May 9, 2021 in Blog, Book Reviews, Personal |

The house quickly became a billboard of beliefs, an advertisement for aspiration, and a place of poetry.
They wrote. They wrote. They wrote. And they wrote some more. Eventually, every empty line on that old house had been filled in. That didn’t matter. Those who came to that abandoned place which was now filled with so much life took the chalk and wrote it off in the margins, in between the lines, and even on walls that hadn’t been designed for expression. It had become impossible to harness the human heart.
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