* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar There's of a drink left here - The bartender watches you with mild amusement as you gulp it down furiously... Whoa! It tastes like 1 parts Jaegermeister 2 parts ValU Tab 3 parts Soda Water Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My current project: On the Practical Mathematical Masked Prime Numbers Network Transmission Astroscope looking at Engines Algorithm at least until old Gets-Stoned-before-Big-Game would walk in. And then we would all say Thou paunchy beetle-headed coxcomb and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO FUCKING RECOLLECTION WHERE I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: What do you call a network switch when it's asleep?