First date went well. The girl looked oddly different from her profile pic (probably due to my weird difficulty with properly recognizing faces) but she's still pretty.
Almost missed her on account of her phone dying, but the plus is that it means I got to pick her up instead of meeting her in some anonymous location as originally planned. We spent the first couple hours at a surprisingly great burlesque show, where she spent the time horning out over all the topless girls. Afterward, we went up to Williamsburg (the hipster capital of the world, I'm told) and had sandwiches at a really nice bagel place (near 7th and Bedford, for those in the area).
After that, I drove her home, but she stayed in my car for extended chatter for a really long time. Nothing overtly mushy went on, but there were a lot of smiles and comfortable touching. She used lots of ego-boosting terms to describe me (like strong, fun, and so on) and showed massive interest in going to the weird events I go to.
So I'm pretty happy about it. I didn't mind the 40 minute drive back home and this morning's ensuing shorter than normal sleep time at all.