Poliday Hearty
Random snippets from the Physics Department’s winey and beery Xmas bash:
Me [to a couple of grad students discussing physics next to the desserts]: “Hey! No talking shop, you physicists!”
Them: “You’re right, we need to be told that sometimes.”
Unfortunately, a gaggle of postdocs were unable to help themselves and started writing equations on the blackboard in the middle of the party. Chalk: like a joint, but better!
Said by a guy you’d never expect to hear this from:
“I’m such a lightweight. I’ve had two beers, and now I’m just shimmering glitter.”
This is just before I realized I had indvertently put my iPod on one-song repeat, and we had been listening to “Santa Baby” (Eartha Kitt version) for an unreal amount of times with nobody noticing.
Which is just before I started pronouncing “Ph.D.” as “Pee-yatch Dee” which was waaaay more funny to a couple of us than it actually is.
Yes, we sure know how to party it up, here on the third floor.
Girl on a swing, originally uploaded by hambox.
Oh, R! I laughed out loud at that glitter comment just now. I’m sorry I missed most of the part-ay. I was busy not having fun!!!!! I didn’t leave until 7 tonight! what’s WRONG with me?! I might as well be sucking on chalk! I’m a Physics Admin GEEK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [bangs head on keyboard]