Dear Diary. A good day, in which The New York Times portrayed me as a bold and fearless leader who insists on being at the helm of the process which decides whom the CIA will take out with drones and Hellfire missiles. Yes, I am indeed such a decisive leader and history will remember me as such. I predict I will eventually appear on Mount Rushmore if there's still a vacant section of rock face wide enough to accommodate my magnificent ears. When it comes to taking out Al Qaeda I am become Death, the destroyer of worlds.
Talking about destroyers of worlds, Joe Biden has taken the week off, which is a huge relief: I won't suddenly have to come out in support of humans marrying penguins or something equally bizarre [you never know with Joe].
I presented Medal of Freedom Awards today and the Poles took exception to the fact that I referred to Polish death camps rather than ' Nazi death camps in occupied Poland.' What's wrong with these people? I know all about the start of WW2 and that British dude Churchill who predicted 'peace in our time.' before the Spanish invaded Austria. I had that loser's bust removed from the Oval Office when I moved in and had it returned to the British embassy. Those strange Brits took umbrage at this for no sane reason-- heck they the got the daggone bust back didn't they?
M. is in New York promoting her veggie book, so I am going to bed early without needing to tuck her in as I usually do. Boo-boo, my blankey, awaits and his caress will keep away the scary monsters hiding under the presidential Tempurpedic. It beats me how such huge, terrifying monsters manage to squeeze in there. Barry luv Boo-boo um-num-num-um...zzzzzzz...
Talking about destroyers of worlds, Joe Biden has taken the week off, which is a huge relief: I won't suddenly have to come out in support of humans marrying penguins or something equally bizarre [you never know with Joe].
I presented Medal of Freedom Awards today and the Poles took exception to the fact that I referred to Polish death camps rather than ' Nazi death camps in occupied Poland.' What's wrong with these people? I know all about the start of WW2 and that British dude Churchill who predicted 'peace in our time.' before the Spanish invaded Austria. I had that loser's bust removed from the Oval Office when I moved in and had it returned to the British embassy. Those strange Brits took umbrage at this for no sane reason-- heck they the got the daggone bust back didn't they?
M. is in New York promoting her veggie book, so I am going to bed early without needing to tuck her in as I usually do. Boo-boo, my blankey, awaits and his caress will keep away the scary monsters hiding under the presidential Tempurpedic. It beats me how such huge, terrifying monsters manage to squeeze in there. Barry luv Boo-boo um-num-num-um...zzzzzzz...