The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
May 29, 2005


Something strange happened with my dictaphone. I'm not sure why, but the damn thing accidentally recorded about six hours of me working in the study about two weeks ago. I had not noticed the recording until I found I was out of tape. Well, I sat down and spent almost a full day replaying what I had done. Much of it was non-verbal. It was a curious recitation. I was amazed at how often I sang under my breath. And apparently I move a lot, if the squealing caster on my desk chair gives fair testimony. I'm happy to report, Diary, that Manolo steadied my hand with a wonderful double orange blaster. Off to the papers, Diary.

[signed] Nick

Latest Entries:
Astronaut Avocado
September 2008
July 2008
April 2008
March 2008
February 2008
December 2007
February 2007
December 2006
September 2006
August 2006
June 2006
May 2006
August 2005
July 2005
June 2005
May 2005
April 2005
March 2005
February 2005
January 2005
December 2004
November 2004
October 2004
September 2004
August 2004