Voted this morning. Went to work. Watched everyone freak out about it all day long. Heard from friends elsewhere that jack shit was getting done in their offices as everyone sat on their hands. Heard the theories, the confident, and the nervous.

Headed off to the city for some mouth-kickin' sweat-inducing Chinese with dasubergeek. After dinner we walked to Rockefeller Center, and watched the results come in with thousands of patiently waiting tourists and New Yorkers. When he crept past 270, the crowd exploded. Chanting, cheering, and celebration filled the crowd.

We fought our way past the crowd to get a drink at a nearby bar, where dasubergeek looked up California proposition results and shared them with two fellow Californians. We parted ways, and I headed down into Times Square. Thousands of people filled Star Junction, cheering and chanting and going nuts. A fire truck played "Yes we can" on its horn. Cops hugged each other. People formed conga lines. It was fucking nutty.

Took a lot of pictures and videos, and now I'm on my way home. The PATH station is full of celebrations. In writing this I was asked for a bottle opener and offered a couple of drinks.

Now, to try and not wake up a sleeping jedimentat.

Current Location: NY, NY