The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
September 2, 2004

Motion is not action

Do you ever feel something troubling but vague, a quivering inside that just doesn't go away? I was telling Scotty G. that such a thing was giving me a slew of "blah" feelings the other day. I said it was a "thingy," which is funny because apparently his sister uses the same word in a similar way. Anyways, here's this "thingy," which I think I have figured out to a degree.

Well I got back from Robek's and I just couldn't get my rails greased. Something was on my mind even though I am quite certain it was rather clear. So I sat in my den and listened to some Mott the Hoople while I read. My mind raced like a thoroughbred on the final turn. Maybe it was something that bastard Terry said. He told me the other day that, and I am paraphrasing, "Motion is not action, Nick. Motion is not action." He said that Dwight D once used it to describe the state of WWII. I guess the prick maybe right... Anyways I have to rush off to choir. I'll write more later...