* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The Servo-Bot Bartender6000 scans your "Thirst Profile" and prepares for you: 7 parts ValU Pepsi, 3 parts Top-Shelf Cantaloupe Schnapps Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My company is working on a project called: Encrypted Data Compression Distorted Algorithm at least until old Gweeps-All-Night-before-Big-Game-then-Gets-Arrested would walk in. And then we would all say Thou goatish earth-vexing baggage and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I CAN'T FUCKING REMEMBER WHAT I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: What do you call a Piece of Hardware in a rocking chair?