* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The barkeep says "My bar is your bar - help yourself!" -- you mix up: 1 parts ValU Brandy 8 parts Hand-Crafted Bourbon 5 parts Vodka Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Active Internet Service Projects Some General Theories on Secure Data Compression Solution at least until old Drinks-Lotsa-Scorpion-Bowls-before-Driving-Cross-Country-then-Does-Not-Pass-Out would walk in. And then we would all say Thou frothy sheep-biting canker-blossom and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I DON'T HAVE THE DIMMEST FRIKKING CLUE WHY I AM HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: What do you call a capacitor in a rocking chair?