The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
July 23, 2005

Rumble

I am back in Malibu and the heat is making everyone a little crazy. Manolo picked me up in the Vega. He used to hate that car and now he says he loves it. He was even wearing oversized sunglasses that made him look like a bug. He also had on my beret from Hotel Rwanda. I flew into Ontario this time. My travel person told me I would understand once I got there why this was a good decision. Sure enough, they now have a Robek's right by the gate. So I dialed up the Echinacea and blueberry; I hear the summer flu is going around. Back at the ranch, I was surprised to see a new shuffleboard table in the East Wing. However, half of the bottle of powdered wax was already missing. Manolo said it was a failed clam chowder experiment. Give me patience Diary.