snap, crackle, pop...

No, that's not my breakfast cereal, that's my neck making that noise. I spent two hours this morning sitting there while a sculpture class started making models of my head. Holding my head still for that long made my neck stiff. The hardest part of the whole thing is finding somewhere to look that isn't directly at a student, because if I were a student, I wouldn't want to be watched like that.

The way this works is, I sit in a chair on a revolving podium, and the students all stand in a circle around me. Every fifteen minutes or so, I get rotated in one direction or the other so that everybody can see me from any angle. It's not precisely boring, but it's not really thrilling either.

I wonder, if I had any Advil, where I would have put it?