What's the weird, fishy smell? Ah, yes... Crabcake Hangover.

My new computer distracted the hell out of me, so I'm glad that there was little to no mystery or drama in the Crabcake Primary.

What a night! What margins! Landslide! Pledged delegate lead and overall delegate lead! Obama really is doing all the things that juggernauts do. HRC is going to have a hard time coming back — especially if she's going to use the highly reliable Guliani method for campaigning non-success. Hopefully Texas and Ohio think enough of themselves that they are not going to want a month-long loser for the Dem nomination. For its part, Ohio has failed in recent years - see the narrow Kerry defeat in Ohio circa November 2004.

It's hard to see how HRC can turn this around. If she's forced to go negative (she has) or lose more campaign staff (that too), that might give her campaign a bad flavor. Like crab, maybe (I'm not really a fan). This late in the game, it's going to be hard for her turn the Titanic around, especially if she's miles away from the battle, using her well-honed bureaucratic skills to rearrange the deck chairs on the Hindenburg with that perfect feng shui touch. And if you followed that metaphor, I'll be really surprised.

Obama looks like a winner, sounds like a winner and, I suspect given the circumstantial evidence of looking and sounding like a winner, that he smells like a winner as well (i.e., crabcakes). McCain is not bothering to attack HRC, that's for sure. He and Obama are sparring like it's late October.

On another note, my early protestations that I had nothing personal against HRC are looking to be suspect at this point. My criticisms haven't been subtle. I think I should go on record as noting plainly: I just can't like her anymore. If she hadn't run as a quasi-, de facto-incumbent, it might have been different. But her distasteful assumption of entitlement turned me off and now it's killing her campaign.

Alright. No primaries until next Tuesday.