Dear Diary: Tough day. Hillary made a 3 a.m. call from China about this Chen guy who wants a free ride to the US on Hillary's plane. Suddenly I was forced into the unaccustomed position of having to make a decision. Awkwa-a-rd. I called Joe who suggested flying Chen to the US and abandoning Hillary to the Chinese. Joe didn't understand how potentially brilliant this was. It took my unique perception to recognize and refine his crude concept and transmute it to intellectual gold. I will able to claim credit for my "smart diplomacy" while being able to blame Joe if there's a screw-up, and I'll get a break from Hillary for a couple days. I called in a favor from some fawning academics at NYU who immediately offered Chen a fellowship. Phew! And all that before breakfast. Pretty impressive, though I say so myself and I do. Time now to shut the laptop, say a quick prayer to myself in gratitude for my genius. And so to bed to nuzzle my blankey Boo-boo. I wonder if the inscrutable Boo-boo was made at a sweat shop in China... um-num-num -um... Boo-boo always make Barry feel better.
