Excuse me, sir. Where are your horns and pitchfork?

I ran into Rudy Giuliani yesterday. Or rather I almost ran into him when he crossed my path on 6th Avenue and was stopped by some dweeb in a lime green shirt and blue pants with matching lime green martini glasses on them, who grabbed his arm and asked for a picture.

I gave an exasperated sigh as they blocked my path, looked up and found myself face to face with America's Mayor™

Whoopty freakin' doo.

I had a better celebrity sighting last week when I was passed on the street by Maura Tierney of Newsradio and E.R. She was just as good looking in person as on tv, which is rare.

And to tie it all together, Maura Tierney once wrote an article called "Rudy Giuliani: A Fascist? You Be The Judge" for Flaunt magazine.

Coincidence? I think not.