Dear Diary: There are times I could hug myself for my genius. There are dire predictions being made about the losses that The Dems will incur in the mid-terms. But they have reckoned without my genius. The amount of golf I play has been criticized but I am secretly repackaging it as meetings of the Tee Party, an organization so right-wing that it can only fly in circles. Imagine the impact of that surprise on the cryptofascist bankers of North Carolina and the bearded duck hunters of the Lousiana swamps. Hee, hee, clever me.