* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar There's half of a drink left here - The barkeep watches you with mild amusement as you gulp it down furiously... Whoa! It tastes like 1 parts Top-Shelf Worcester Water, 4 parts Whiskey Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My company is working on a project called: Calculation of Unified Residue of a Curie-Radiolyzer Network Transmission Algorithm at least until old Eats-Lotsa-Burritos would walk in. And then we would all say Thou clouted doghearted flirt-gill and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Where did the blonde put the PCI Card?