* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bartender is testing out her latest concoction: 7 parts Bourbon, 8 parts Soda Water... She reminds you, "Don't leave without getting your !!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My company is working on a project called: Synthesis of Arbitrary Chess-playing Inflated Sequence in a Completely Underwater Suspension at least until old Screws-Six-year-old-Girls would walk in. And then we would all say Thou warped beef-witted sheep-biting bugbear and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I DON'T HAVE THE DIMMEST FREAKING CLUE WHO I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Why did the PCI Card cross the road?