The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
November 17, 2004

Ginko

I've been racking my brain lately, trying to come up with a new colorful euphemism for urination. Like "see a man about a horse" or "turn your bike around." No progress yet. Manolo replaced an old blender this morning. When he told me what he had done, the phrase struck me. But somehow it doesn't work. It took me a couple of minutes to remember the word "euphemism" just now. That happens more often these days. Just one of those things, I guess. I should dial up the ginko. Scotty and his wife are coming over for dinner. Honestly, I'd prefer to just hold some yoga positions in front of Picnic at Hanging Rock, but I do not see that in the cards. I just realized "dial up the ginko" sounds pretty good.