Last Wednesday Nerve threw a party in their SoHo offices just a hop, skip and a jump from the MB offices, so we hopped, skipped and jumped on over. The invitation had promised "a little live jazz and a lot of vodka" but as a bonus there were also several cheese plates plus veggies and dip, including some delicious and juicy tomatoes. A star-studded roster of hip downtown guests, including but not limited to The Onion, Salon, College Humor, HuffPo, Daily Candy, Bust, Paper, Flavorpill and Boing Boing were invited, as well as attendees from the New York Times, Harper's, New York Magazine and The New Republic. We're not sure they were all there but the party was pretty crowded, and people seemed to be having fun, which is the most important thing. A live pianist tinkled away as the guests tippled away, while behind them on various flatscreen computer monitors saucy photos of girls bending over and artfully-entwined bodies faded in and out. Sometimes people lost their train of thought in mid-conversation. Good clean fun.

The photos after the jump are equally hot, but in kind of a different way. Hey, you tell us when the All-Media Swingers Party is and we'll be there with the camera.

Brian Montopoli of CBS News blog "The Public Eye," former colleague of Paul McCleary of CJR. Aw. Reunited and it feels so good!

Rammin' jammin' NYT Styles writer Warren St. John and rockin' gawkin' Gawker Media scion Nick Denton, moments before an unidentified woman broke a glass near us (not our fault).

"The Republican War on Science" author/Seed Magazine contributor Chris Mooney, Montopoli, and a Nick two-fer: the NYT's Confessore and the above-gawkin' Denton.

All-seeing Panopticist Andrew Hearst, MB cybermistress Laurel Touby (er, she's our boss so we hope she likes her new nickname), and NYT Mag/NY Mag/Wired/Slate contributor/Canadian Clive Thompson.

HELLO CLEVELAND! BusinessWeek's Jon Fine will rock you so hard your head will spin. Growl. FYI he actually rocks in real life. He has a band and it's some good thrashy fun stuff.

Salon "Broadsheet" contributor and mb instructor Lynn Harris (center) with hubby Rabbi David Adelson and friend Betsy Fast, EIC of Twist Magazine. After saying shalom to the gang we were a little taken aback to hear the Rebbe swear more times than you could shake an etrog at. When we expressed mild shock to hear a man of the cloth (er, shmatte, I guess) use profanity, he smiled and said "happy to bust your stereotypes." The Rebbe's cool. Consider our stereotypes busted. Next year in Jerusalem!

Rockin' Jon Fine and a charming redhead named Risa. Sorry Risa, I totally should have written your name down but as I recall you were standing near the mini-tomatoes. The mini-tomatoes take it every time. Notice how Jon's jauntily-flung scarf picks up Risa's hair. Lovely.

New York magazine theater scribe Boris Kachka, Andrew Hearst, and Vintage/Anchor Books (of Random House) publicity manager Sloane Crosley, wearing a Nerve-appropriate pair of extremely hot black stilettos (not pictured).

The revelers revel in the revelry.

New York "Intelligencer" editor Carl Swanson, lounging insouciantly on a couch.

Nerve CEO/founder and former chairman of Spring Street Networks Rufus Griscom, with a random girl that we caught way to close. Sorry random girl. Thank you for the lovely hospitality Rufus!

Who are you, sunny happy girl? Update: Ah, yes - we were given a few cards that eve. We think you are jamYe waXman, Sex Educator-Writer-Producer. According to your business card you have a tatoo on your back just below your neck that says "poor is the woman whose pleasure depends upon the permission of others."

Who are you, smiley guy and girl who we caught with her eyes half-closed? Sorry other random girl. Update: By process of elimination you must be... Jim Graham of Silver Age Productions, aka "Porno Jim" ("Because America Needs Better Porn!"). Oh, Porno Jim, how do you always know what we're thinking?