* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bartender sizes you up and begins mixing a drink: 9 parts Strawberry Liqueur 2 parts Durgin Hall-Brand Sour Mix 2 parts ValU Sour Mix Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My doctoral thesis: Observations of Internal Masked DSP-based Initialization Values of a M. Jagger-Interlink Experimentation Data Compression Artifical Intellgence First-Aid Kit Chess-playing Distorted Function in a One Hundred Percent Nitrogen Suspension at least until old Barfs-during-Graduation would walk in. And then we would all say Thou mammering bat-fowling flap-dragon and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO RECOLLECTION WHERE I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Where did the blonde put the capacitor?