The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
November 23, 2004

Simmer

The kitchen is full of groceries and with only a quick peek I believe Monolo has finally decided on an assistant. I have not met the person yet, but Monolo's note on my fencing mask said it all, "Hawaiian Dinner Tonight." I left a note myself telling Monolo not to be stingy with the papaya. I headed over to the Bike Haus to look into an upgrade. It's only been a few weeks but I think I have earned my salt on the road. It wasn't a half-hour before Edman set me up with a nice Bianchi package. He threw in some Ilregatti's for free. I am headed up to Oxnard and hopefully make it back in time for the festivities. Maholo.