* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bev-bot nods hello and asks, "the usual?" and then mixes you your 4 parts Bottom-Barrel Pepsi, 8 parts Vodka Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: Projects Requiring Expert Advice Encrypted Network Transmission Bad-Ass Solution at least until old Master-of-Barfing would walk in. And then we would all say Thou puking toad-spotted baggage and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I HAVE NO CLUE WHAT I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: 10 Reasons Why a network switch Is Better Than Cucumbers: