By the time Monday afternoon rolled around, every seat in the house was spoken for, we were gutting the store to make more space, and the phone was ringing off the hook, people satisfied just to get a spot in the signing line--their chance to meet the legendary Annie Leibovitz. 

She gave a generous reading and a candid Q&A, longer than anyone had hoped, while probably two-hundred people, shoulder to shoulder, held their collective breath to catch every word.

We have a short clip from the reading, but my favorite part was when she and Wavy Gravy (sitting front center) had a good laugh about that time with the pickle barrel on Ken Kesey's farm.