Barack Obama's Diary: Lunch with Mitt

Dear Diary: Lunched with Mitt Romney today. He listened with commendable patience, sipping his water quietly while I told him why his campaign was doomed to failure from the get-go.
 "Oops" I said finally,  "look at the time... the hour has almost lapsed. What suggestions do you have for fixing the economy? Mitt cleared his throat. "Sorry, Mitt," I interrupted . "Time's up. It's been good meeting you  and listening to your valuable suggestions."  As we left the private dining room, I said: " While you're here would you like to sit at Resolute Desk for a moment for a taste of what it would have felt  like if you'd won?" He flushed. Yikes. I didn't realize that Mormons have a salty repertoire of curses.