So this guy -- *ahem* -- man I met last week with Jaron at Hugo's buys us drinks for hours, tells us about working at DEC and CA during the birth of the information age, has friends who have won Turing Awards (what?), teaches us how to win at bar games (or, at least, that we aren't going to win against him), does car bombs with us, and then commiserates on how much drinks cost at The Basement (too much):
I woke up the next day with a hangover and about 8 more IQ points. Much more successful than this night in New York three weeks ago when I just woke up dead:
Sorry for all the text, Walt just brings the poet out in me.
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