* * * 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?