Wednesday, July 21, 2004

Visit Atlanta Georgia

Book signing event today:

July 21, 2004 Chapter 112345 A Peachtree RoadAtlanta, GA 12:00 p.m.

Hillary just called to tell me about an event we're supposed to attend with John Edwards to raise money for the election campaign. Things have changed quite a bit. Now that Hillary was asked to speak at the convention, I have to attend more fund raisers.

I'm glad Edwards and Hillary worked out their problems and John was big enough of a man to allow her to speak at the convention. I don't know where the animosity between them comes from.

Hillary is a tough girl. She holds grudges for years. Edwards is as hard as 9 inch nails. You have to be to be born where he was and to succeeed in life. They're both stubborn.

I could hear it in her voice. There seems to be a cold war between us. Again. I don't get it. I thought things were OK between us. I don't understand what I did wrong.

Tuesday, July 20, 2004

Visit Denver Colorado

Book signing event today:

July 20, 2004 Tattered Cover Bookstore1626 16th Street Denver, CO 12:00 p.m.

I want to thank the good people of Denver for the wonderful reception they gave me. I had a good time meeting all of you.

What can I say. I'm glad to be on the road again. My homecoming wasn't very happy. I guess all married couples go through rough times sometimes. I, uh, things seemed to brighten up between us lately. I have no idea what happened.

I don't understand it, but I have to focus on the tour right now. I have to focus.

Sunday, July 18, 2004

Visit Paris France

The international part of my book tour is over. I'm back home. The last part of my American tour will begin in a few days.

It was wonderful in Paris. I met interesting people, I ate interesting food, I saw interesting thing. Everything they say about Paris is true. It must be the most beautiful city in the world. Especially at night.

Me and Bobbi took a stroll in the dark one night. We saw the most amazing views imaginable. We ate at a little bistro. We saw a late night movie. It was so romantic. I wish Hillary was here.

We walked next to the Seine, but that isn't what it's made out to be. Paris is as big as New York. To relieve the congestion on the roads, they built a highway over the Seine. It's only at a few designated places that you can see couples arm in arm walking along the river, enjoying the silence.

The movie I saw late at nigh at this small inner-city cinema was amazing. It was a cowboy movie called Once Upon a Time in the West. Sergio Leone, who also made the spaghetti westerns with Clint Eastwood directed it. It stars Henry Fonda and Charles Bronson. Henry Fonda is one of my favorite actors. In this movie he's the villain. The first time you see him, he kills a kid. On purpose. They told me this movie has been playing in this cinema since the first show in 1966. Can you imagine that? I can. It's the best cowboy movie I've ever seen.

You cannot visit Paris without going to the cabaret. The one where they keep their clothes on. They gave a great show. I enjoyed myself very much. I bought a few presents, which is very hard to do. The French don't speak English. I thought Bobbi might be able to talk to them, since she's French-American, what else could you be with a name like Lamoon. She told me her family had been in America pre-Civil War, so she wasn't much help. She told me she did speak Spanish, but most Americans do nowadays. This obviously didn't stop me from constantly asking her "Could you translate that for me?" "I don't speak French." was her answer. I had a good laugh teasing her like that.

I was talking about the presents. I bought Hillary French wine, I bought Chelsea a painting for her new apartment and I bought the mongoose a silk tie and a book about British feminism. I bought the book in an English language bookstore I came across, run by an American. I had a great time in Europe. Although Bobbi was a great joy to have around, I wish Hillary could be here with me. But I know she's busy with her career. So be it.

Friday, July 16, 2004

Media Events

Book signing event today:

July 16, 2004Paris Book SigningLibrarie Companie1:30 p.m.

Bill Clinton in the media:

TV Interview with TV5
TV Interview with Christian Mallard, France 3
TV Interview with Television Suisse Romande and Radio Television Belge Francophone
Ground Print Interview with Regional Daily Newspapers (Belgian, Canadian, Swiss)
Print Interview with Michel Colomes, Le PointPrint Interview with Paris Match

Thursday, July 15, 2004

Media Events

July 15, 2004 Paris, France
Radio Interview with RTL - Herve Beroud Radio Interview with Europe 1
Radio Interview with France Info
Radio Interview with France Inter
Print Interview with Le Figaro
Print Interview iwth Le Monde
Interview with Alain Louyot, L'Express
TV Interview with Guillaime Durand, France 2
Live TV Interview with TF1
French Publisher and Journalist Dinner

Wednesday, July 14, 2004

Visit London and dancing in Gay Club

Bill Clinton in the media:

July 14, 2004 Amsterdam, Netherlands
TV Interview with Paul Witteman TV
Interview with Belgian Television
TV Interview with James McGonigal, GPD
Interview with Jan Tromp, De Vonkskrant
Interview with Algemeen Dagblad
Interview with NRC Handelsblag
Print Interview with Libelle
Dutch Publisher Reception

I'm in Amsterdam. Tomorrow I'll be in Paris. Yesterday I was in London. I love Amsterdam, I'm looking forward to Paris, but the good times I had in London are hard to reprise.

I went to bed at 5 in the morning. Kevin Spacey persuaded me to go club hopping with him. I must've danced with hundreds of ladies and gentlemen.

Yes, guys. I went to a Soho gay club. I didn't want to, but Kevin pretty much tricked me into going. I was afraid someone might snap a picture and sell it to the tabloids. Kevin assured me nobody will ever believe I am gay. He said "Hey, you're a liberal. Americans are conservative, but they'll understand it if you visit a gay bar. Liberals were a big part of your voting block". True. I got a lot of support from the gay community. I'm not ashamed of them. Never!

So there I was dancing in a gay bar. How do you dance without actually touching anybody? I mean, I can dance or shuffle around is a better word, when I have Hillary in my arms, but I don't think that's the way I want to dance with any man. So I did my John Travolta imitation. You know the dance with the pointing finger.

I had a great time. I danced with Kevin, with Bobbi, with Kevin's boyfriend (his long term boyfriend Dana Brunetti. This is a different one from the poker game toy boy). We danced to Frankie goes to Hollywood - Relax!, ABBA and "I feel mighty real" and a thousand other disco hits.

When "This is my life" was played, Kevin declared the club officially dead and we went to a hetro hotspot.

Big mistake. I had to dance with dozens of drunk English women in their twenties and thirties. That's not bad. Until they try to forcibly kiss you by the dozens. That's not bad. Until there was a massive catfight between large groups of women over who was going to dance with me next. They were pulling each other's hair, biting, scratching, pulling each other's dresses off and I swear I saw one of them threaten other girls with her lipstick. I have no idea why, but it worked. None of the women came anywhere near her. It was unbelievable.

The bouncers didn't know what to do. They are used to drunk guys. They know how to kick them on the kerb, but women biting each other? We decided to leave for another club. We practically had to find our way to the door on our knees.

I had such a great time. When we got to Kevin's place, we were so full of adrenaline and free drinks, neither of us could sleep. We watched episodes of Dad's Army" on DVD. Oh God! If you ever want to die laughing, you should buy "Dad's Army". It's an old British series and I don't think many Americans know about it, but you'll love it. If you like Monty Python, Fawlty Towers and those kinds of true British comedy series, you'll love this one. A whole new world of comedy will open up to you.

I love London. I hope all Americans will get the chance to visit this city at least once in their lifetime.

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Media Events

Bill Clinton in the media:

July 13, 2004 London, United Kingdom

Interview with The Financial Times Interview with Sunday Times
Interview with Irish Times
Interview with The Australian
Interview with New Zealand Herald
TV Interview with Andrew Denton, ABC-TV (Australia)
TV Interview with RTE (Ireland)
TV Interview with BBC Northern Ireland
Radio Interview with Alan Jones, 2GB Radio, Australia
Radio Interview with Jenny Chrys-Williams, 702FM, South Africa

Monday, July 12, 2004

Visit Berlin Germany

Book signing event today:

July 12, 2004 London Book Signing Waterstone's Books 1:00 p.m.

Bill Clinton in the media:

July 12, 2004
London, United Kingdom
TV Interview with David Frost, BBC-1
Interview with Alistair Campbell, Channel 5
TV Interview with Christianne Amanpour, CNN Europe
TV Interview with Richard and Judy
London Book Party

I want to thank all the people in Berlin, who came to the book signing session yesterday. I had a great time meeting all of you. Danke schoen.

I only slept two or three hours last night. I couldn't stop reading one of the books the owner of the shop in Berlin, where the book signing event was, had given me. The book I'm talking about is The Satanic Mill. It's about kids learning magic. Like Harry Potter. But where Harry Potter is a bit staid and childish, this book is more creepy, more like The Lord of the Rings. It's supposed to be a story for teens, but I can't stop reading it myself.

The story is about a youngster, who goes to a mill to become an apprentice. It turns out the miller uses black magic to gain power over other people. He has a few other apprentices, whom he teaches magic. But it seems each of the boys sooner or later dies. I don't want to reveal too much, but it has to do with the fact that the kids learn too much and might pose a threat to the miller.

The youngster has to decide whether to fight back. His decision is complicated by the fact that he falls in love and sees all the power black magic could bring him.

For a supposed children's story it's very mature. If you like stories or you have children, who like books I advise you to get this book. Personally I think it's much better than Harry Potter.

The other book I got was The Judge and his Hangman. I haven't read it yet, so I can't say much about it.

I went to the opera. Richard Wagner was amazing. Even Bobbi liked it. His music does something with your body I can't explain. The last time I felt this way was at a Guns and Roses concert ten years ago. Chelsea had done something, I don't remember exactly what and I wanted to reward her. She chose for the concert. I went along with the idea.

Well there is a difference. Wagner’s music seduces you. Guns and Roses' music just shakes you, because they amplify it to 100000 Watts.

I'm in London right now. I've done my book signing session, which went incredibly well. I had a great time talking to the Brits, who came to the event. I want to thank you for the warm welcome you've given me. I'm an Anglophile, so I love being in Britain. I'm sorry it's only for just such a short time, but I know I'll be back soon.

I've also met up with my good friend Kevin Spacey. He runs one of the oldest theatres here in London, the Old Vic. We had supper together at his apartment. Kevin's boyfriend is an excellent cook.

Tomorrow I'll still be here to do some interviews. The day after that I'll be in Amsterdam. The day after that I'll be in Paris.

Sunday, July 11, 2004

Visit Hamburg Germany

Book signing event today:

July 11, 2004 Berlin Book Signing Dussman Book Store 7:00 p.m.

Bill Clinton in the media:

Berlin, Germany
TV Interview with Alexander Privatera, SAT-1
TV Interview with ORF-TV (Austria)
Print Interview with SUDDEUTSCHE ZEITUNG
Print Interview with Facts (Swiss)
TV Interview with The Christiansen Show

I was in Hamburg yesterday. There isn't much I can say about Hamburg except that it's a big harbor town with a lot of industry.

I'm in Berlin right now. I was hoping to go to the opera later tonight after the book signing session. I've always wanted to see an opera by Richard Wagner in its homeland. If you have never heard any opera by Wagner, you really miss something. The Ride of the Valkyries is one of my favorites. Tadadatata...tatadatata. Wagner's music is very bombastic.

Just like Berlin. The city, with its large buildings and arches was built to impress visitors. It's totally unlike the rest of Germany, which is a middle class egalitarian society.

I don't know whether I'll have the chance to go to the opera today, because it's Sunday and in Germany by law, most businesses must close on this day. It's a very religious society in this respect.

I haven't asked her yet, but I think I'll take Bobbi with me to the opera. I don't think she cares much for opera or Wagner, but there has to be a first time for everything. I tried to instill some love for the opera in Chelsea, but I failed miserably. Well, maybe Bobbi will like it and I don't want to go alone.

If you're in Berlin, I hope to see you at the book signing session tonight. Auf wieder sehen.

Tomorrow Bill Clinton will be in London for both a book signing session and media interviews.

Saturday, July 10, 2004

Playing Golf in Arkansas and Southern Democratic politicians

Bill Clinton in the media on July 10, 2004
Hamburg, Germany
Interview with Bildamsonntag
Interview with Die Zeit
Interview with Focus
Interview with Bunte
TV Interview with The Kerner Show

I took a break yesterday. I was back in Ark and a Sas. I've been playing a bit of golf. Bobbi, like pretty much any woman from the South doesn't play golf and neither cares much for the sport. I've been trying to show her how to play. She's hopeless. But she's a hard worker and a lot of fun. Her Southern accent is as big as Texas. As I said before, she's from the panhandle in Florida. It's Florida, but the panhandle is as South as it gets.

I don't know whether it's because she's from the South, but we get along with each other like a charm. Talking to her, having to spend all this time together on the book tour, it almost feels like being family. It must be the Southern connection.

I remember how much time it took me to get along with Hillary. She's from the Midwest. And I remember how much time it took her to adjust in Arkansas. I remember in law school, the Southerners always flocked together and the mid-westerners only got together to work on some project. The westerners stayed away from everybody. Even each other.

Strange how our country is united, but each region has its own characteristics. I like it. It gives our country some flavor.

Politically speaking, it has its benefits. For instance, I'm a liberal Southerner. People both in the South and the north voted for me, because for the Southerners I was a Southerner, how liberal could I be? For the north, that is New England, the Midwest and the Northwest, traditionally liberal voters voted for me, because I was a liberal. Same thing happened to L.B. Johnson and Carter. The same thing, but reversed happened to Reagan. He was the conservative leader of a liberal state, California. I think Americans like this mix, because they know these leaders are moderates.

I received an e-mail from somebody asking me why I use a capital S for the word South. I thought everybody wrote it with a capital S. This is the way I've been writing it, since I was in school.

Right now I'm in Germany for the international leg of my book tour. If you are in Germany, I'll be signing books in Berlin tomorrow. I hope to see all of you there.

Building a Gazebo

I'm on my way to give a speech right now. The people, who hired me are big shot wannabes. Phonies, but it pays good money. I wish I could stay home. I had the most wonderful day. The sun was shining and I decided to prepare my speech sitting in the garden. I saw a flower bud on a pear tree I planted in the garden when we bought the house. If you're not a farm boy, you won't understand the joy I felt. My first flower bud. That means we'll have pears in August. That's just great. I called a few friends of mine to tell them about my pears, but they didn't seem too impressed. City liberals. No, if you're born in Ark and a Sas like me you're a farm boy, whether you were actually born on one or not. I love our garden. I planted all the flowers. Hillary doesn't like flowers. She's a city girl from the Mid West. She says flowers give her a headache. Have you ever heard that? A girl who gets headaches from flowers. Did I get married in the Twilight Zone. Well anyway. That's the kind of girl she is.

I'm thinking about building a gazebo. A glass one. Next to the pear tree. A glass one, because I want to be able to work in it in the fall too. If I use removable glass panels I could use the place both when the sun shines and when it rains. I want to put in some electricity. A table for my notebook, a coffee machine, my books, a couch, maybe a TV. A lock. No, can't do that. A lock might give Hillary the idea I'm building the gazebo just for myself. Not a good tactic, since I need her permission to build one in the first place. But what if she thinks I built it for both of us and in the fall she decides to come and keep me company when I'm in my gazebo? How am I going to enjoy looking out the window at the pears in my pear tree, as the yellow and red leaves fall off the trees and the rain gently hits the roof and I listen to my Ronettes record when she is sitting next to me? Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy!

Friday, July 09, 2004

Tony Robbins and Emptiness in Life

I'm feeling much better today. Strange how getting the message that my books aren't selling can set me off like that. After all those years of political strife, I'm still sensitive about what people think about me.

I called Tony Robbins, a very good friend of mine and what most people call a mental guru. During my impeachment predicament he helped me through some of my most difficult moments. Every time I thought "give up, it's not worth it" he was there to talk to me, to coach me and to push me to keep on keeping on. A big part of the reason I got through the affair was his help.

We talked for about two hours. He's still as sharp as he ever was. He straightened me out pretty good. What he said to me is confrontational, but true. I know it is true.

He said I fear an impartial judgment of my life's work, my 8 years as president. He said that is the reason I fear the drop in sales of my book. He said that was the reason I fear Kerry winning the presidency.

Till now, he said, I personified the Democratic party and the liberal movement. He said, if Kerry wins the election, he will personify the Democratic party and the liberal movement.

Till now Democrats and liberals defended me and my record, because they saw an attack on me and my record as an attack on the Democratic party and liberalism by fundamentalist Christian and conservative forces.

What will happen if I'm not the personification of the progressive movement in this country? Will my presidency lose its luster? Will they reappraise it? Will I become another president Carter, who's only remembered for the Iran Hostage debacle? Will a lifetime of hard work be reduced to "that president with that intern"?

The reappraisal has started. I've sold about 4 million books. That's a lot and I thank each and every one, who bought the book. But Outkast, the rappers sold many more CD's. More people went to see "Mean Girls".

How did the critics rate my book? They hated it. They thought it was rubbish. Some said so without reading the book. I mean how can you read 650 pages, which took me 3 years to write in 24 hours?

I feel like my time is over. My shine is gone. The teflon is gone. I'm just a citizen. I used to be big. I used to be loved or hated. I used to be somebody. Somebody, who mattered.

Tony said, Tony Robbins, not the British prime minister, he said I need to deal with this. I can't do anything about people's perception of my presidency. I can't stop progress in the Democratic party. New people will have to man the top positions.

He told me to move on with my life. Do I have a life? Apart from the politician Bill Clinton? I have Chelsea and Hillary. Chelsea is all grown up. She has her own life. Hillary has her own life too. Separate from me. She is a senator for New York State. I used to have a lot of supporters, but the sales of my book and the criticism I got shows me I'm on the way out. My supporters will soon be president Kerry and vice president Edwards supporters.

Who am I if not the politician Bill Clinton? Ever since my first election in the early seventies, I've been Bill Clinton the politician. Thinking about it right now, I know I'm nothing else but a politician. I feel pretty lonely. With all my friends, my supporters, Hillary and Chelsea, I feel all alone, because all these people are connected with the politician Bill Clinton, not with me personally. How many friends do I have? How many people like me?

Tony Robbins is right. It's over. I need to put politics behind me. Problem is, I am politics. I have never nurtured anything else but the politician in me. If I have to move on, I'll have to start from scratch.

All of a sudden, I'm 57 and I'm nobody and I have nobody. When I look around right now, I see the security guard leaning back in his chair. He notices me and gives me a disinterested look back. I see the housekeeper cleaning the window. The look on her face tells me she'd rather be somewhere else. I see the spots she left on the window. I know I'll have to talk to her about her work pretty soon and I know she's so beaten by decades of hard manual labor, she won't even care if I fire her or not. And I look at Bobbi typing away on her notebook. She looks up, gives me one of her big Southern smiles and continues her work.

That's my life when I'm not a politician. The life of citizen Clinton. Nothing to be proud of.

Thursday, July 08, 2004

Overweight Need to Diet

There won't be any book signing events till the 20th of July.

I had a terrible day. I was really looking forward spending a few days doing the things I like. I love meeting people and I've had a great time meeting and greeting the good people of America, who came to the book signing sessions to get their books signed.

The problem is I hate traveling. Especially now that I don't seem to be able to get up. I'm short of breath even when I walk from my door to my office in the barn. I AM FAT! GOTTA DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT!

But I can't. I don't seem to have the will to get on my exercise machine. They delivered it recently, but I can't force myself to exercise. When it arrived, Bobbi and me put it in the barn and unpacked it. It was ready to go. I sat on it and pulled the strings. After two pulls I was sweating already. It was pathetic. Bobbi pulled herself up ten times. Without changing the resistance.

I thought I was big and strong. I'm not. I'm just overweight. This morning I planned to get up early and exercise. I got up at 11. I was going to jog. I didn't. I made breakfast, turned on the television and didn't get up. I got to do something about this.

Later I received a phone call from the clinic Roger is staying in. They found a joint in his room. I was so angry I threw my shoe at the wall. I put down the horn.

Today, I want to be left alone. I don't want to be bothered. I just want to sit on the couch, watch TV and be left in peace. Just this day. Just this day. Thank God Hillary is in Washington, so I don't have to explain my mood. Or talk to anybody.

Bobbi added a message board to this site. I miss interacting with the readers of this site, but Freepers, dedicated Bill Clinton haters keep trying to spam this site out of existence. They tried the same with my book. They tried to boycott it.

It seems to work I guess. The sales of my book have imploded. My publisher told me so late last night. He asked me to add more dates to my book tour. I don't remember what I answered him. I had a headache. It took me 2 pills to fall asleep.

I don't know. I don't know. I just hope this day will disappear fast and tomorrow everything will be OK. I hope so.

Wednesday, July 07, 2004

Visit Washington DC

Book signing event today:

July 7, 2004 Barnes & Noble 555 12th Street Washington DC 4:00 p.m.

Tuesday, July 06, 2004

Visit Washington DC and i-pod

Book signing event:

July 6, 2004 Politics & Prose Bookstore 5015 Connecticut Avenue Washington DC 12:30 p.m.

It felt good to be home again. I had the most wonderful day here in Washington. I want to thank everybody for making this such a nice day.

Hi, Shari and Rudy Thomas. How are you doing, Mrs. Thomas? You have beautiful daughters. Thank you for voting for me and persuading all your friends to vote for me in '92. I appreciate it very much. Take care. (I promised to say hi to their mother) By the way Shari, you see? I am writing this diary.

I saw on television John Kerry has announced his running mate. John Edwards is a good man. I'm happy for him and his wife. I think Kerry made a masterful move by selecting a Southerner. They got the whole country covered now. If Edwards brings North and South Carolina with him, they will win, since Kerry already has all traditional liberal states. Very clever. The math is right, the message is right, the men are right. Come on guys, do it! Your country needs you now more than ever.

I obviously knew it would be Edwards. Kerry told Hillary and me about it in San Francisco. He asked us for advice. Edwards is the name both of us mentioned. We didn't persuade him. I think we just endorsed the person he had already chosen.

The traveling is becoming a bit of a hassle. If it wasn't for all the people I meet during this tour, I'd probably cancel it. Apart from the book signing sessions I spend most of the time in my hotel room. I can go out if I want to, but I'd have to notify my personal security, the local police, secret service. Too much trouble. So I'm pretty much holed up in my room. I'm reading this book about the neo-conservatives and the mess they made of our beautiful country. If you have the chance, read it. It will open your eyes for undercurrents that are at play in Bush's Washington most people know nothing about.

Apart from my book, I have some old movies on DVD, which I'm watching. I love old movies. Oh and there is Bobbi to keep me company and teach me to use my Sony notebook. I bought her an Apple i-Pod. She was so happy when it arrived today. I wanted to thank her for all the great work she's done for me.

I had no idea what an i-Pod was, until I saw her look at it on the Amazon website. I asked her what it was. An i-Pod is a sort of computerized walkman, which stores about 3700 songs. So instead of walking around with a few hundred CD's all you need is this little device. It's amazing.

I asked her if she was buying it, but she told me she didn't have the money. Which isn't surprising. She just left college. This job is her first paying job. She wants to be a publisher at a major publishing house. She is smart, she is beautiful and full of energy. She'll get there. She's trying to persuade me to have a book signing session in Alford, Florida. That's where she comes from. Alford has about 500 inhabitants. That means there are more people in an average line waiting to get their book signed by me than there are in Alford. Amazing.

So I bought the i-Pod for her as a present. First thing she did was download a song called "This love", by "Maroon 5". I have no idea how those things work, but I like the song.

Update: If you click on the link and scroll down, you will find a link, where you will be able to listen to the song.

Updated by Bobbi Lamoon, assistant publicist.

Monday, July 05, 2004

Curly and Firecrackers

Book signing event today:

July 5, 2004 National Constitution Center 525 Arch Street Independence Mall Philadelphia 12:00 p.m.

I'm in Philadelphia. I hope all of you had a great day yesterday. Mine was just strange. Reasons? Many.

Curly came to visit us. Instead of saying "hi" and staying in the house with Hillary and Chelsea, he came to the barn to bother me. I was watching a DVD of Queer as Folk. I love that series. It's funny and they portray gays as human beings instead of the usual psychotic beings conservative Americans imagine they are. Then the mongoose found my hideout and I had to spend time listening to his non-ideas. I don't like Curly. He doesn't love my daughter.

Well Anyway, I cut his babbling short and took the BBQ outside and called the women. I had invited some other people for the BBQ and it turned out to be a nice day. That is until Curly made a remark about the hotdog I made for him. He was right. I had spiced it up or better said, spiced it down. So when he made a face after he swallowed the first bite, I asked him what was wrong. He said his dog didn't taste very good. I said "What do you mean? I've been making hotdogs for Chelsea ever since she was born." I gave Chelsea a sad look and asked "Don't you like my hotdogs either? Why haven't you said anything in all those years?" She said "No, dad. Your hotdogs taste great." I gave Curly a sad look. Took off my apron, sat down on a chair facing the hedges and put my head on my hands. I could feel Chelsea was about to blow up at Curly.

I'm sorry for what I'm doing to my little girl, but I have to. As soon as we get rid of this mongoose she can look for a guy, who really loves her and wants to spend the rest of his life with her. It's for her own good.

In the evening we decided to go set off some fireworks. It was reasonably dark. Curly had this jacket with huge pockets. He had filled them with fireworks. Right before we lit the fireworks, Curly took out a few cigars and gave all of us one. He said "Using a cigar is safer than using matches. Besides it tastes better." He grinned.

I knew right then, I was going to get him back for that. I waited, I waited. Curly was setting of his fireworks. Everybody else was looking at the fireworks in the sky. I lit one of my firecrackers and threw it at Curly's feet. The bang made him jump up. He must've dropped his cigar in his pocket, because his jacket started exploding and all kinds of fireworks lit up or shot into the sky. The guy looked like a Christmas tree. All of us were shocked. Curley panicked and started shouting "Help, I'm exploding!" He came running to us, but we ran away and tried to hide behind the trees and bushes. None of us wanted to explode with him. Finally he had the sense to take off his jacket. I don't like Curly, but thank God, he wasn't wounded in any way.

Oh my God, what a day. I don't know whether to shake my head in despair or to laugh out loud. At this moment, recounting the story, I'm laughing. What a day, what a day!

I hope my visit to Philly is less stressful and less eventful. I'm looking forward to meeting all of you at the Mall today. Take care.

Sunday, July 04, 2004

4th of July

Happy 4th of July everybody. May God bless America.

Hillary and me are getting ready to go to church. I plan on spending the rest of the day at home. Chelsea and Curley will visit us later today and if the weather holds we'll have a BBQ in the garden. I bought the George Foreman Rumble in the Jungle grill last year. It still works. I'm glad it works on electricity, so I can put it inside if it starts to rain. The weather here doesn't look too good.

I had a great time yesterday at the book signing session here in town. I was surprised at the amount of people, who showed up. I thought I'd only see a few neighbors, but it seems many New Yorkers took advantage of the session to get their copy signed too.

I hope to do some reading today. No books. Just Magazines, like the National Enquirer.

I love gossip. Don't know why. Maybe it's because I know most of the stars mentioned in those magazines. I remember talking to George Clooney. He's a pretty close friend of mine. I asked him "How come most of the gossip in the National Enquirer is actually true?" He told me something I never forgot. Stars work with assistants. Some to do their hair, some for manicures, some to do the travel arrangements, private cooks, personal trainers and who knows what other assistants. Thing is these assistants don't earn that much money, so if they see something or overhear a phone call and their rent or credit card payments are due, they sell the information for a few hundred dollars to the tabloids. Their consciousness is soothed by the fact, according to George that a lot of stars mistreat their staff.

To be honest, I've looked all through Amazon to find books about Howard Dean to read, but I couldn't find any recent releases. I'm a huge fan of Howard's. After the defeat of former vice-president Al Gore, the whole vote debacle in Florida, 9-11 and the upsurge of the war hawks, Democrats, the party and liberals in general were depressed and in disarray. It was Howard, who reinvigorated the liberal grass roots. It was Howard, who gave both the party and Democrats new energy to fight back. Most of us Democrats had given up on this year's elections, but Howard gave us new hope. Hope that we could actually win in 2004. What he also did was bring to light the huge anti-war groups, which exist in our nation, but didn't get any media coverage. For a long time only conservative, right-wing messages seemed to appear in the media. You'd almost forget that Democrats and liberals exist in this country. Howard gave them a rallying point, he showed us they exist and in such numbers, we hope to be able to defeat Bush in the November elections. Howard Dean is the man, who brought liberalism back to life. He will always be remembered and revered by liberals and a huge part of the grass roots Democrats for the good work he did.

I love my new Sony notebook. Bobbi has been teaching me to use it. It's difficult, but I'm beginning to get the hang of it. Some of the young people, who saw it, gave me a surprised look. I didn't know why, until one of them said "Mr. president, how come you're using the most popular, most advanced and hippest notebook on the market, while two weeks ago you didn't even know what an e-mail was?" I laughed. So I made an impression on Washington's hip young professionals. Good!

Oh, I bought an excercise machine. It costs me 250 bucks and I'll get it in 2 days. Not bad a deal. I saw it on TV once. Chuck Norris recommended it. He is my age and he looks great, so it must be good. I'll try it out.

I was thinking about something. Do you remember during the last presidential campaign, during one of the debates, Al Gore went over to Bush, who is a bit smaller than him and intimidated him physically? It was a weird moment, but I think it stuck with Bush. I think he did feel intimidated, because not long after that he started lifting weights and you can't hear him talk on TV nowadays without him telling everybody how many pounds he's pushing now. I had to think about this strange moment, when I bought the exercise machine. Did times change so much? Al Gore actually tried to physically intimidate Bush. I remember I thought "Oh God, this doesn't look too good. What will the voters think?".

Hillary seems to be ready to go, so I'm off to church. Have a good day and please remember our troops in Iraq, Afghanistan and all over the world, who make it possible for us to celebrate this day in freedom.

Saturday, July 03, 2004

Chappaqua New York

Book signing session:

July 3, 2004 Chappaqua Community Center Chappaqua, NY 11:00 a.m.

I want to thank everybody for their well wishes. It was a close call, but I feel good today. I've finished signing books here in my little town, Chappaqua. I had a great time meeting and greeting people. The more people I meet, the more I miss being in office. I hear their stories. Some good, some bad, but I always hear the same tune. Things aren't as good as they used to be. I don't know whether I should feel proud of the good job I did or to feel sad that things didn't remain as good as I left them. I have both feelings at the same time. But I also feel sorry I can't help anybody anymore. We did some good hard work when I was president. It breaks my heart to see what happened to the progress we, as Americans achieved on so many fields. What can you do? Except voting for the right man.

If you have the time, read this book, America Alone: The Neo-Conservatives and the Global Order. It explains the reason why we find ourselves in the sorry state we are in. Less than 4 years after I left office. It's an amazing story.

The doctor examined me this morning. All seems well. He reiterated I should lose weight. I know he is right. Apart from the veins which are clogged, my back aches. My bones can't support my weight anymore. Not at my age.

Hillary is home. I called her to tell her about what happened to me. She wanted to be with me. I told her that wasn't necessary, that she had important appointments to keep in Washington and that Bobbi was taking good care of me. She insisted on coming back home. I feel good, so she doesn't have to come, but I understand her. If something was wrong with her, I'd want to be with her in person too.

Chelsea called to wish me a speedy recovery. She's in England right now. Curly called too. He wished me well.

Friday, July 02, 2004

High Blood Pressure and Overweight

There are no book signing sessions today.

I'm addicted to food. I nearly died yesterday. That's what the doctor said. After the book signing, the assistant publicist and I went to dinner. I, I'm such a fool. I ate 20 fried catfishes. I couldn't stop eating. After dinner I went to my hotel room to take a nap. I woke up an hour later, but I couldn't get up. I couldn't move anything. I felt the blood flowing through my head. I could hear the blood. I called out and one of my security personnel came to my rescue.

The doctor said I was so lucky. My blood pressure was dangerously high. I was about to get a brain infarct, as he called it. That means, the veins in my brain are so clogged up, they were about to burst. He gave me blood-thinning medication. That probably saved me. He told me I needed to lose weight or risk another attack and this time it might damage my brain.

I got the scare of my life yesterday. I could've ended up a vegetable. We just buried president Reagan. The last ten years of his life were very difficult. That could've happened to me. I'm young. I could've been a vegetable for the next thirty years. No way.

The doctor told me I had to lose 10 pounds a month for the next few months. I'm going to follow his orders. I hate exercising. I just hate it. I rather go on a diet. To be honest, I was on a diet. The South Beach diet. I didn't follow the instructions. I just ate whatever I liked.

I tried the Atkins diet. It didn't work. Well it works, but I didn't follow the instructions. I ate everything. I gained weight. I thought I needed support from friends, so I thought I'd call a few of them and ask them if they want to form a diet club. The first one I talked to was Danny Devito. He was interested in losing weight, but when I said Atkins diet he said NO! Why I asked and he said, "We, Italians eat everything with bread and if there is no bread, we eat pasta. We can't live without bread. And if there is one thing you're not allowed to eat on the Atkins diet it's bread". So the Atkins diet was out of the question. He said he had read about the South Beach diet, because everybody in Hollywood is on it and he suggested we adhere to this diet. We did. Me for a week.

There is something in my brain that wants me to eat everything I see. I can't help it. I love food.

Hillary doesn't diet. She does Power Yoga. Every day she practices for half an hour. It works. I've seen it work. Not only is she healthier, she also feels better. She feels light, like she can take on the world. I've seen her change. I think the rekindling of our love is a direct result of her new state of mind. Power Yoga is amazing, but I can't do it. For me it's too difficult. I will have to start jogging a bit and adhere to the South Beach diet.

I hope saying this here will force me to actually do it. I'm afraid I might relapse again. I hope not. My life depends on it, but I'm afraid food might be stronger than my fear for bursting veins.

I will try to make it to the book signing session tomorrow. The doctor said that was all right. I hope I feel better then. I hope to see you there. On my home turf.

Thursday, July 01, 2004

Sony Notebook

I goofed up big time. I just received my new Sony notebook and I was fiddling around with my other diary. I must've clicked the wrong links, because it went down. Thank God, Bobbi, my assistant could salvage the archives. She did a tremendous job and didn't even get mad, because it was she who set up the other site. Thank you, Bobbi.

I'm in Chicago right now. The reception I got here was beyond my wildest expectations. I felt the warmth and I wish I could stay longer, but I have to leave soon.

The book signing events in Washington State were just as heart warming to me and I can't tell you how good all this makes me feel. I miss traveling around and talking to normal Americans. After I left office, I haven't traveled this widely, met so many people. It's amazing. You guys are amazing. I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Visit Chicago Illinois

July 1, 2004 Barbara's Bookstore University of Illinois at Chicago 1218 South Halsted Chicago, IL 60607 312-413-2665 1:00 p.m.