I'm angry about work stuff...

on behalf of a good friend of mine who has been a tremendous inspiration to me. 

....and the story goes....

....that when a guy wanted to dance with me the other night in Madison, I told him to come back when he starts producing enough estrogen.  Things I come up with sometimes.  I have no idea who the poor thing was otherwise I would apologize.  Luckily I was with friends in a civilized city.

Ooops....:-)