Dear Journal: By the pricking of my thumbs something wicked this way comes. MacBarack and his coven of witches and warlocks gathered around their bubbling West Wing cauldron have told me to call off my Florida visit in case I disrupt emergency services when Hurricane Isaac arrives. So, alas, I'll never get to use the great soundbite I had prepared with which to chide Romney on the evening news, to wit: " Mitt, you think you so clever but Isaac's goin' to put y'all back in RAINS." Also I had hoped the weather would allow me to get to know Romney better so after November I could say I've been intimate with five presidents.