I want Pretty Boy to win tonight. Between my friends and I we have stricken Dean and Living Dead off a small betting pool, and I want my five dollars back.

Other than that, there really isn’t much to say; this may not be the newest of ideas but Dean needs to win the nomination. He’s got enough money and followers to be a significant independent candidate. (This has been discussed on all four corners of the nation, so I won’t bother citing who I read it from.)

That said, it would be a cold day in hell before I actually want to see any of the eight Dems as President.

UPDATE: Jeff Quinton has the roundup of predictions. My prediction really isn’t one, only a wishful hope of sorts. Something tells me he’ll be the definitive source on the Primaries. (Hats off to Matt Stinson)