The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
September 15, 2004

What they say about billiards tables

I've got to dash to Burbank to catch a plane to San Francisco. I'll be meeting up with Sam. This way I won't get both his dietary restrictions and a pass from his assistant via fax. Trust me it's better that way. With Manolo away I was forced to leave him some notes. I've got to take a shower as the bowflex was working me but good this morning. It's hard to hear the television under that creepy sound the bowflex bows make. Maybe it's broken. Either way, I look forward to getting that new television installed in the billiards table. By the way, what they say about billiards tables is true in my experience.