Ran into...a male person...okay...he was a dick...who thought he was being funny when he looked at me and said, "Woah. I saw the earrings and the skirt, but then I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw the beard." The woman behind me in the elevator said with a bit of a pained tone, "It's called a kilt. They wear them in Scotland." My friend Scot, who could see her, said she looked embarrassed enough for all of us.
Anyway, if you ever get a chance to talk to that Grace Wen chick, do so. It was really nice to spend a few minutes this morning chatting with her, and we even exchanged autographed trading cards (HOW COOL IZZAT?!)
Already have 4 free books. I'm now off to add a few more since I have some time to kill before opening ceremonies.