Blowing & Drifting

Crossing the lobby of my office building this afternoon, I looked up to see a student coming in from outside. She was silhouetted against the door, but appeared to have an elaborate beehive-type hairdo. When she stepped out of the sunlight, I saw that she was actually balancing a full Nalgene bottle on her head, and very adeptly: it didn't wobble as she walked across the lobby and way around the corner.