The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
January 14, 2005

Islands in the Stream

My detailing guy was working on the Vega this morning. I thought I wouldn't be able to get through breakfast, with his powerful boombox blaring pop music. Whatever happened to the phrase "ghettoblaster" by the way? Bruce Vilanch would be able to hit that one out of the park. Anyway, suddenly I heard an old Kenny Rogers tune, the one with Dolly Parton on the vocals. It bent by mind like a cat's back in the bathtub. Can't get it out of my head. But is an island in a stream large enough to qualify as an island? They seem like they couldn't co-exist. Maybe that's the point. Who knows? I'm going to a dinner party at my philosopher friend Doug's house. John Searle will be there, maybe he'll know. Peace be upon him, Diary.

[signed] Nick

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