Today's required reading is a Washington Post story about what Mitt Romney's been up to. So, uh, what's Mitt Romney been up to? A whole lot of nothing, turns out. There's this, which is the newsiest part of the article:
In private, Romney has told friends he has little interest in helping the Republican Party rebuild and rebrand itself.
And this, which is kind of sad:
By all accounts, the past month has been most difficult on Romney’s wife, Ann, who friends said believed up until the end that ascending to the White House was their destiny. They said she has been crying in private and trying to get back to riding her horses.
But mostly, it's all mundane stuff: An older man, bicycling to stay in shape, staring out the windows of his beach house, and eating fast food:
One friend said [the Romneys] ordered their turkey dinner from Boston Market, the home-style restaurant chain, because there were too many kids running around the house to bother with cooking a feast.
I think every presidential loser should be forced to eat Boston Market for Thanksgiving, just as a little extra punishment. This whole, melancholy article is even better than the "pick[ing] at a vegetarian breakfast burrito" article that came out back in September, if you're a fan of reading about Mitt Romney suffering from the sads.