* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The Servo-Bot Bartender2000 scans your "Thirst Profile" and prepares for you: 6 parts Bottom-Barrel Soda Water, 3 parts The Cove-Brand Collins Mix Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Active Internet Service Projects Specific Residue of a R. Westheimer-Sonocharger Network Transmission Video Diplay Driver at least until old Forges-Meaningful-Relationships-with-Eleven-year-old-Girls-then-Does-Not-Get-Arrested would walk in. And then we would all say Thou spleeny hedge-born codpiece and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I CAN'T FIGURE OUT WHY I AM HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: Three capacitors walk into a bar. The first one days, "Can I have a drink?"