The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
March 20, 2005

Squeeze

It turns out the location for the film Leon's been talking about for months is the back yard. I don't expect to be the first to find out, but he and his producer friend interrupted breakfast on the patio by asking me if I had any better looking deck furniture. I reminded them that it wasn't a deck. Leon understood immediately what I meant. I told them to go ahead and shoot just not to burn the place down. Today Manolo said he needed "time to be tending to the towels." It made me want to take a nap. Add to the list that the sundial is broken. What's really odd is that it is flashing twelve. I bet Costance would like that joke. I'm quite thirsty so I'm going to go inside and throw some oranges in the juice and wait for the magic to happen.