I'm more than a little impressed at how many people I know were there today -- in the city, on the Mall, or even at the Capitol. While I had no desire to be there personally, I can understand the draw of being part of history, and I'm glad I participated locally rather than watching in a little window at my desk.
What a relief that Senator Kennedy seems as though he'll be OK for now. My first thought when I heard he'd had a seizure and was being taken to the hospital was that at least he'd made it to today, as he promised, but I'd much rather keep him around a while longer. (Yes, Mrs. Cooper made it, too.)
One thing that struck me recently about today's events is that an awful lot of people I know and hang out with have no meaningful recollection of anyone but a Bush or a Clinton as President of the United States. My friend Adam commented this afternoon that this was the first time he can remember bothering to watch the inauguration, even though this is the tenth he's been alive for. I have vague memories of President Ford taking office, though I couldn't swear to you I watched his inauguration; I was too young to care that much. The first inauguration I can clearly recall watching was President Reagan's, and I'm pretty sure I've watched each new President be inaugurated since.
Tonight, I'm not sure what I'll be up to. I may be checking out the gatherings at Felicia's and/or Pixel, or I may just relax at home. Either way, I think I'm heading home shortly for some leftover deep dish pizza.