I received this in my inbox today:
Dear disgruntled blogger,
Please stop busting my balls about the ski trip to Idaho.
I needed it. You know I needed. You know my top campaign staff thought I needed it.
And look, I didn't take the break when I did for the reasons you might think - it wasn't because I'd finally locked up enough delegates to win the nomination. Remember, I actually did that a week before I took off. (I ended up deciding to keep up the "fighting for every vote" fascade through West Virginia - it'll be a nice pick-up come November.)
