* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bartender slides a drink in your direction. It looks to consist of 6 parts Bourbon 7 parts Grain Alcohol 8 parts Cherry Schnapps... She says, "Take a Noisemaker!!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My new project: Effects of Customized Optimal Chess-playing Critical Sequence at least until old Noshes on-Fifty-Seven-Bowls-of-Chili would walk in. And then we would all say Thou spongy full-gorged pumpion and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO FRIKKING CLUE WHO I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: A capacitor dies and goes to heaven. When it meets St. Peter at the big gates...