The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
February 13, 2005

Waterloo

Monolo just made me a sandwich that blew my mind. He calls it a Veggie Cuban; I call it simply delicious. While I ate, Monolo informed me that pumpernickle was named after Napoleon's horse, Nicole, as in "pon por Nicole." I guess, according to the story, he also had a donkey named Harold. Odd fellow. Perhaps he should have tried to conquer Russia by culinary device rather than military force. Hindsight for sure. I am headed off to pick up my shipment from the Nature Station. Hopefully I didn't get "erased" from the data base again. If I have to match up a ficticious zip code with one of my aliases, it might ruin the experience. Til we meet again.