The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
January 2, 2005

Powder

You have never lived, Diary, until you have tobagganed with Terry Stamp. He truly knows how to find the little pleasures in life. We were making runs off of the gorge in St. Moritz (a place known for its cheese and honesty) and fun it is, but the snow can also prove to be a workout. Constance had no problems retiring to the lodge for some Nocino by the fire, but Terry would not afford me the luxury. We set off for one last run, and a gentleman's bet on the winner. Even with my headstart, he won easily. He told me maybe I should stick to the "bunnies." That salty bastard sure can twist the sword. They say that Switzerland is the "bellybutton of the world" and after today, I can easily agree, yes, yes it is.