* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bartender sizes you up and begins mixing a drink: 1 parts Vermouth, 1 parts Zuccini Schnapps... She says, "Don't leave without getting your Mama Kin 2-Quart Paper Cup!!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My senior thesis: Distributed Real-Time Residue of a Einstein-Wave Colonization Artifical Intellgence Engines Genome at least until old Drinks-Lotsa-Long-Island-Iced-Teas-without-Puking would walk in. And then we would all say Thou beslubbering plume-plucked lewdster and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I CAN'T FRIKKING RECALL WHAT THE HELL I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: What's the difference between a Piece of Hardware and a network switch?