I absolutely love Rudy Giuliani. I really wish he were running for president this time, and hope he does in '08. Should be a rematch of the Clinton-Giuliani senate race Rudy had to drop out of when Bill Clinton had the CIA turn the cancer ray on him. But that's a conspiracy theory for another day.
My friend Shay and I drove to Washington, D.C. in early 2001 to catch the Inaugural and see a little bit of the capitol while we were there. I wrote, very hurriedly and not very well (I had about four hours to whip it out when we got back), about it here for the Austin Chronicle. If you read it you'll notice I had to pretend to bash W a little to get it printed, but I'm sure he understands.
As we were shivering on the parade route, Rudy arrived behind us in a raised, covered, heated, and catered reviewing stand, to an immediate chant of "Nazi Giuliani! Nazi Giuliani!" from the crowd around us. I must admit he got a big laugh out of it, and did kind of resemble one of the bad guys from the first Indiana Jones movie right before his face melted off.
But let's get one thing perfectly clear: I LOVE Rudy. GO YANKEES! (Actually, F%*& the Yankees. 26 World Series titles out of 100, or 102, whatever, is enough)
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