Dear Diary: What a strange world I now find myself in. Everything is upside down and back-to-front. A commission of 47 scientists has reported that climate change is a myth. The Australian government has even shut down its climate change bureaucracy. And all this after my brilliant investments in Solyndra, electric cars and energy efficiency. The latest mass shooting was not carried out with an assault weapon but with a shotgun. Meantime, Vlad Pootin seems to have a window into my soul... he knows about my mices who are a secret between me and my shrink, Dr. Rink. That reminds me, I must feed them. I have a special jar of peanut butter and some crackers [not thecrackers who can't dance] with which to feed them. I have been so disturbed by events that I may be suffering from PTSD. I see some Maui wowie from the secret compartment in the Resolute desk, and some Frisbee throwing for Bo and Sunny in my future. But enough about me.