* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The Servo-Bot Bartender3000 scans your "Thirst Profile" and prepares for you: 9 parts Hand-Crafted Chickpea Schnapps 2 parts Bottom-Barrel Sour Mix 8 parts Vodka Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Looking for volunteers for our latest study: Relative DSP-based Space Station Mir Chess-playing Sequence at least until old Devours-Lotsa-Bowls-of-Cereal would walk in. And then we would all say Thou dissembling barnacle and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE WHY THE FUCK I AM HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: What do you call a hub in a tree?