"Undermining my electoral viability since 2001."

Don't know how lucky you are, boy...

I'm fucking home! New York New York, and my senses are alive. The air is crisp but not frigid and the sights and smells and people spark amazing amounts of energy inside me. A few things have changed, some good, some bad -- a new bar for young locals down the block, a Supercuts where there used to be a craft center on St. Marks -- but this city remains a monument to human progress. Six months is too long to be away.