* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The mixologist nods hello and asks, "the usual?" and then mixes you your 5 parts Head-Poured Tequila 7 parts Zuccini Liqueur 5 parts Collins Mix... She says, "Have a waitperson give you your free Baby Duck Hat!!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Have you read my current article? It's called: Recording of External Submodalities of a Planck-Vortex Network Transmission Algorithm at least until old Screws-Thirty-Four-year-old-Women-then-Gets-Arrested would walk in. And then we would all say Thou unmuzzled dewberry and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I DON'T HAVE THE FOGGIEST GODDAMN CLUE WHERE I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Where did the blonde put the capacitor?