Things were alright here in Canada, which, of course, isn't Washington, DC, but there was no less interest from the media. Rather than bother with any sort of live streaming, I turned to the old boob tube for my coverage.
It was on at least half of all the channels on cable, and it was interesting to see how some networks chose to stay quiet and let some of the genuinely dreadful parts play out (that poem, anyone?), while other networks would talk over every little part like it was for a sports game commentary and play-by-play.
TV is still the best way to watch from home.