* * * Hanging Out With a Bunch of Grad Students * * * Of course, the first thing we'd do is go to the bar The bartender is testing out her latest concoction: 9 parts Grain Alcohol, 5 parts Tonic Water Then we'd start talking about what we were doing. They would say things like: My senior thesis: Everything You Ever Wanted to Know About Arbitrary Potentials of a Sphere Chess-playing Inflated Sequence at least until old Drinks-What's-Handed-to-Him-then-Does-Not-Vomit would walk in. And then we would all say Thou reeky onion-eyed apple-john and by that time, either one of us would pass out shortly after mumbling I CAN'T GODDAMN REMEMBER WHAT I AM DOING HERE or we'd end up telling bad jokes like: 10 Reasons Why a PCI Card Is Better Than Beer: