Dear Diary: Hava nagila, hava nagila... I am singing the song of Jewish celebration that I learned so conscientiously but have not had an occasion to show off on this Middle East visit. My reason for celebration is that I am at last flying home. I am tucked up in my bed on board Air Force One, rubbing my blankie Boo-Boo against my cheek mmmmm...mmmm...num num...nite, nite Boo-boo. Marvin Nicholson my trip director has turned on my DVR with an episode of Storage Wars to watch as I drift off to sleep. mmmm...mmm...zzzzzz...