Dear Diary: A nasty shock today. I had just finished my call to Francois Hollande -- the new socialist President of France -- when I learned that Michelle had arranged a big promotional tie-in with Bird's Eye, the frozen food company. Historians in the future, to whom this diary will be an invaluable resource, will by now have become familiar with my dislike of the frozen peas from Michelle's White House vegetable garden [though I dare not let her know this.] During winter they appeared relentlessly on my dinner plate every night. I struggled manfully to eat my peas. I even tried various ruses, like putting some in a pocket. Once I fed a handful to Bo under the dining table, but he promptly threw them up on the carpet...awkwaard. Anyhow, the Bird's Eye promotion turned out to have nothing to do with industrial quantities of frozen peas, but with sponsoring Michelle's campaign to slim down obese children.
Where was I? Oh yes, Francois. I had a good conversation with Hollande who is a tax-and-spend guy like me, but describes himself as being on the right wing of the left. And for some strange Gallic reason he wants to reduce the French deficit, silly man. He agreed to visit with me in the run-up to the G8 Camp David conference. Michelle, my little sweet pea, is calling out, so I must say a swift prayer to myself, close the laptop and head for bed and the comfort of Boo-boo my blankey who awaits, all pink and satiny, beneath my pillow. Um-num num-um, Barry love Boo-boo. Goodnight, Free World, I am your mighty leader-zzzzzz.
Where was I? Oh yes, Francois. I had a good conversation with Hollande who is a tax-and-spend guy like me, but describes himself as being on the right wing of the left. And for some strange Gallic reason he wants to reduce the French deficit, silly man. He agreed to visit with me in the run-up to the G8 Camp David conference. Michelle, my little sweet pea, is calling out, so I must say a swift prayer to myself, close the laptop and head for bed and the comfort of Boo-boo my blankey who awaits, all pink and satiny, beneath my pillow. Um-num num-um, Barry love Boo-boo. Goodnight, Free World, I am your mighty leader-zzzzzz.
