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X is off to the Beyonce show at the Verizon Center this evening (in a luxury box), and as a salute to B. Yonce, I turn to her words…

“To the left, to the left.
To the left, to the left.
Mmmmm
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left.
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking
You're irreplaceable?”

I’ve already seen Beyonce during her days as part of the little opening act I’ll call Destiny’s Child. Sarah and I saw them open for Christina Aguilera in Phoenix way back in the 90s (it was her pre-trampy days when she was sponsored by Sears). I’m so hip. I’m taking the evening to relax at home, whip up some leftover pasta, drink a glass of wine, and watch some movie from my August watch list.

“To the left, to the left.
To the left, to the left.
Mmmmm
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left.
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking
You're irreplaceable?”

There’s a covey of my co-workers, most in their mid-20s, that have huge “Ron Paul for President” placards displayed above their desks. If I were betting on their political leanings, prior to the sprouting of signs and based on overheard conversations, I would have pegged most of them as young Democrats or centrist Republicans. I think Ron Paul fits well into that area of the Republican Party and I sense that there are many disenchanted young voters that are going to make some noise. Even with Romney, McCain, and Giuliani skipping the Ames Straw Poll, it’s going to make some news. The strong Ron Paul showing is going to shock some voters. Maybe Ron’s campaign slogan should be this…

“To the left, to the left.
To the left, to the left.
Mmmmm
To the left, to the left.
Everything you own in the box to the left
To the left, to the left.
Don't you ever for a second get to thinking
You're irreplaceable?”

A hot and humid hug to all.

T