Barack Obama's Diary: Open House

Dear Diary: One of the joys of sequestration has been the absence of  tour groups in the People's House. Soon I will no longer be able to walk on  the South Lawn with soothing joint of Maui Wowie. The White House will  be inundated at regular intervals by gawking hordes from fly-over country, and Michelle and I will have to play hide-and-seek  as we move about the building. People think they have the right to shake hands and treat us as equals in their mundane little lives.  As if.  But enough about me.