Dear Diary: During my golf game yesterday I instructed my CIA to unleash one of my UAV-mounted missiles at a group of enemies on my Kill List. Due to my abilty to multi-task I was able to give the OK just as I was hitting a beautiful drive. I yelled "Fore" and my CIA followed my order to my exact specification and took out at least four of those I targeted. Gotta admire my precision. We enjoyed Sunday at Camp David, in the cool mountain air, before we motorcaded back to join the common herd in the DC steambath. My faithful retainer, Marv, brought my blankey, Boo-boo, who helps to ward off most Mitt-mares while I enjoy my regal slumber. Time for beddie-byes, Boo-boo... Barry luv Boo-boo..um-num-num-um...zzzzz...
