The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
September 30, 2004

Landing Gear

I am a pretty patient person diary, but I am getting tested by Ishii's kids. They keep ringing the intercom and running away, fair enough, I played a few pranks in my time. But now they are stealing the newspapers and throwing them in the pool. And no, you cannot dry out the Times, which I think Kronkite said first but I will repeat with different meaning. You cannot dry out the Times. Their latest is to throw fireworks at Monolo when he's out back gardening, or whatever. Now Monolo refuses to go outside. I am at the end of my rope. I think the best thing to do would be to wait until the Dodger's clinch, then give K a piece of my mind. I am off to the Marina.