I’ve also been forced by my captors to create a Gravatar account with a picture. I used an old picture taken in a dank torture room at Virginia Commonwealth University several years ago. I selected this image because I hadn’t been teaching long at that time, and still maintained my youthful optimism. Also, I hate having my picture taken. Bah. Grumble. Also, of course, it’s amusing that there’s a Sherlock Holmes book behind my head because, well, you know.