Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 16, 2013 in Blog, Essays |
Today’s column makes me feel dirty for writing it.
Not because today’s column is about sex — because I see nothing wrong with two consenting adults engaging in physical acts as natural as eating and drinking. And not because the salacious “crime” of prostitution is hereby alleged, which is perfectly legal in the world’s more advanced countries where local laws aren’t written by Bible-thumping hillbillies.
I’m sickened by writing today’s column because it forces me to expose myself to the tacky musings of bottom-feeding creeps who revel in the lascivious details of others’ sex lives.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 14, 2013 in Blog, Music and Concert Reviews, Travel |
If the city has a sound, it’s the shrill of the saxophone.
The sax is a wailing cry amidst the cries, a screech of spirit amongst the dispirited.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 12, 2013 in Blog, General Poker, Personal, Travel |
Stories from my last two weeks spent in the lovely garden state paradise of Atlantic City, New Jersey.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 9, 2013 in Blog, Personal, World Series of Poker |
I don’t always drink bourbon, but when I do — it’s Southern Comfort.
And then they run out of Southern Comfort — it’s Jim Beam.
And when the Beam’s gone — it’s Maker’s Mark.
And when the Maker’s is done –it’s Wild Turkey.
And when the Turkey bottle is empty…..
the party’s over.*
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 8, 2013 in Blog, General Poker, Restaurant Reviews |
There are few people in the casino business I love and admire more than Mr. T.K. Krauss.
This longtime Atlantic City poker executive is a fountain of fascinating stories and useful information, especially when it comes to the East Coast poker scene. If passion came in bottles, “T.K.” would be the Coca-Cola of poker.
T.K. has just taken over as the new Director of Poker Operations for the Atlantic Club. Previously known as the Atlantic City Hilton, this outdated and long-neglected property located at the southern tip of the famed Boardwalk has long been the city’s stepchild casino.
Things are about to change — big time.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 7, 2013 in Blog, Personal, Restaurant Reviews |
When someone with impeccable taste in food and dining invites me to dinner, I usually accept.
However, after a recent debacle, I’ll have to re-think this policy.
This “friend” invited me to dinner at a restaurant I knew to be fantastic, but which I hadn’t visited in years. He casually mentioned to me that some of his other “friends” would also be there. Fine.
I showed up on time. My next vision was right out of a horror movie. I was astounded to walk in and see twenty strangers sitting at the table. Strangers! His friends!
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 6, 2013 in Blog, General Poker, Personal, World Series of Poker |
The Scene: Atlantic City, New Jersey
The Date: December 5, 2005
The Problem: I need to raise $120,000 in cash by the following morning. It’s midnight.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 5, 2013 in Blog |
I don’t like baseball.
I don’t watch baseball.
The only thing worse than sitting through nine boring-ass innings of baseball is a game that goes into extra innings.
Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 5, 2013 in Blog, General Poker, World Series of Poker |
You can’t write thousands of poker tournament reports without making a few misstakkes.
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Posted by Nolan Dalla on Mar 4, 2013 in Blog |
Imagine the possibilities.
The script reads as follows: Cheech and Chong win a free trip to Italy. While traveling, the old Pope resigns and a new Pope gets picked. The two dope heads somehow stumble into the Vatican. When the new Pope finally gets chosen, white smoke is traditionally released to the crowd gathered outside in Saint Peter’s Square, and a billion cheering worshipers watching worldwide.
Cheech and Chong. White smoke. You can pretty much figure out the rest.
At least the plot for “Cheech and Chong Visit the Vatican” would make sense.
But nothing makes sense in Catholicism.
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