I wasn’t going to post about Mitt’s zombie-eyed granny-starver wingman because I don’t have anything to say that everybody else hasn’t already said in the past twelve hours or so (or Charlie Pierce said when he won the weekend at 3AM). But on this glorious day when Mitt Romney thinks he hit a home run and he’s rounding the bases in Virginia with his new BFF on his back, well, the base is staying in the dugout.

Witness Ashland VA. where even more-unlikeable-than-Paul-Ryan Eric Cantor was set to introduce the New Dream Team to the local yokels:

Well, that was quick…