* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The mixologist says "My bar is your bar - help yourself!" -- you mix up: 9 parts ValU Bourbon, 7 parts Top-Shelf Whiskey... She says, "Don't leave without getting your The Cove Coaster!!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Interesting Finished Projects Relative Optimal Grapes Inflated Sequence at least until old Drinks-What's-Handed-to-Him-then-Passes-Out would walk in. And then we would all say Thou errant folly-fallen flax-wench and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Why did the hub cross the road?