It's hard for me to hear you today. I know, I'm trying, but I went to three election parties last night, ending with the 23/6 fiasco (come on, everyone just keeps referring to it as the Huffington Post party), and I'm a little under the weather. I thought about clumping all three events together in one shotgun blast of an election post, but then I grinned sadistically and decided it's more fun to saturate you with three separate posts, tsunami style. Come with me, if you dare, to election cocktails at Cain, courtesy of Yahoo.

Another typical Monday night in Manhattan; getting yelled at by that guy on the corner of 22nd and Broadway, narrowly missing an unidentified object on the sidewalk, deleting the massive amount of "hey, are you coming to ad:tech today?" emails from people who probably don't care if I am or not, and a "VIP Mix & Mingle" at Jay Z's 40/40 Club. I couldn't sift out who was actually throwing this multi-sponsored party in a cave, but I like the unknown. When things are unfamiliar, that means for once (and it's been awhile) the human scenery might actually be different