* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar Bev the gizmoid DrinkDroid sizes you up and begins mixing a drink: 3 parts Watermelon Juice, 7 parts Warm Bourbon... She chirps, "Make sure to grab yourself a "I Visited Mama Kin" Coaster!!" Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Looking for volunteers for our latest study: Specific Submodalities of a Sound-Reflector Prime Numbers God Bless You! at least until old Farts-on-Boynton-Hall would walk in. And then we would all say Thou roguish dizzy-eyed haggard and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I DON'T HAVE THE FAINTEST CLUE WHO I AM or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Three oscilloscopes walk into a bar. The first one days, "Can I have a drink?"