Love that old song.
I am one of those few who actually looks at campaign signs as I drive through town. Pretty observant...or, so I thought.
I was picking my oldest up from school today when an odd sign caught my eye. Funny colors. I looked closer and saw my first Tom Horner sign. In Chanhassen no less.
I thought about the sign a few seconds more and it suddenly struck me---I haven't seen a single Mark Dayton sign. Not a one. Maybe i'm too focused on local politics but I still should have realized earlier that no one apparently wants to put Mark's sign up.
Maybe I'm being too harsh. Maybe he intentionally hasn't put his signs up yet. That would be a mistake of a different proportion. It's mid-September. Signs gotta be up or people will start to talk.
Horner's at 18%, I heard today. That's pretty good for a guy with no dough. He needs that number to slowly increase--people love a bandwagon. And he needs to start raising and spending some money.
I like Horner. He seems a decent fellow. And he might make a good governor. But, I abandoned my party only once--1992 when I voted for Ross Perot. I never forgave myself for that.
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