Seeing me on the way to work—on the Segway in the rain, wearing my long, flowing black coat, holding my black umbrella, with my bleached blond hair and headphones—makes a lot of people smile. Usually I can't tell if their amusement is at my expense or not. When in doubt, I generally assume it is. But, it makes me smile too. It's silly. A year and a half later, it's still silly. It fits me.