OK, so last time we met, I gave a play by play of Al Gore's keynote at the Digital Content Newfronts. You're right, there was more. Thing is, I took copious notes as our former VP spoke, because I was having one of those pinch-me moments. It's been a long road from the cow pastures of Mantua, Ohio to the street sewage of Manhattan and again, I'll never take for granted these ridiculous opportunities that come my way.

It's hard to wrap up a full day event in one column, especially when it's as multifaceted as the one I attended yesterday -- the Digital Content Newfront 2009 (brought to you by your pals at Digitas and The Third Act: (do I have to include that colon? Anyway...). There was a block -size line already forming outside of Skylight, an event space (and really good one at that) way over on the West Side. Upon entrance, the first person I glimpsed down the hall was the silvered and Southern babe of butter: Paula Deen. Oh -- and I was …

Yesterday I headed to the Chelsea Art Museum to grab my Passport to Chelsea, a program put together by Yelp to get you people from the East Side and upper Manhattan out to Chelsea to discover what it has to offer outside of Rawhide. What was up with the humidity last night? I was like a slimy spring roll by the time I arrived at the line already forming outside. I hope after this Yelp will do a passport to Harlem because I have so not investigated that area enough -- and friends of mine bought a place up there!

Let the games begin! If you're stationed in NYC for Internet Week, I know you're already knee-deep in the first-timer naïve excitement or the quagmire of self-congratulating schmooze-hounds. If you're not here and you're on Twitter, too, you're already tired of hearing about it. So let's get to it already. I'm a glutton for punishment and that outfit you're wearing says you are, too.