Debate Magazine
Dear Diary: A fine day of golf on the Annenberg estate at Rancho Mirage, California. Everything went according to plan. I played with a few old Hawaiian buddies, I was good to see them again, but I prefer to play with my aides Marv Nicholson and Sam Kass who know how to subtly add a couple strokes when they even come close to beating the boss. We had a few Dos Equis brewskis last night-- swigged straight from the bottle, macho-style, and we all agreed that we were the most interesting men in the world. Later I had a vivid dream in which Mitt Romney --like the dying monster in a horror movie--came back to life. But enough about me.
