The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
July 10, 2005


The Sunday times has been arriving in bad shape lately. It reads just the same but it gets me thinking about the state of the man who delivers it. After all one is only an extension of ones work. I can only catch the back of the truck as it rumbles by. He drives and throws though, so I'll give him points for that. Pardon me Diary I am over-flaxed this morning. I thought Manolo's muffins were purely blueberry but I was wrong. Not a happy accident. Derek has broken my will and so therefore I am on the hunt for a shuffleboard table of my own. Manolo and I are going up to a warehouse up in Modesto. It looks to be a sweet little roadtrip. That bronze doctor has some things in the dehydrator as I speak. Fold the map Diary.

[signed] Nick

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