Barack Obama's Diary: Grape expectations

Dear Diary: See what a genius I am: back to boots on the ground in Iraq but we are not rekindling the war. I promise. Dear Reader--admit it, you've were suckered, too. Even Vlad Putin's been unusually silent. And all while I'm on vacation at Martha's Orchard, sorry, Vineyard. But enough about me. Nero played his fiddle while Rome burned. I play golf.