The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
August 18, 2004

Wistful

I bumped into an old friend at a Rambo's taco truck the other day. I was with Manolo; him and I were trying out their new lobster menu (not bad) and who do I see? No other that Charles Barkley. That's right, "The Round, Mound of Rebound" himself. We got to talkin over some food which kinda irked Manolo because he wanted to pitch me an idea about a fitness show he has, but anyway, it turns out the NBA championships are among us once again and so Sir Charles is in town. He doesn't play anymore but he does the commentary he says. Man, I remember when we use to hang out back in the day at the Copper Rabbit in Philly. We'd trade war stories all night long over some cold ones. I once saw him throw a man through a window if you can believe it. Between you and me diary, he is the coolest man I have ever met, and that includes Mark Knoffler. Well, I am off to scuba class...I'll write more later....