Date: Tue, 3 Oct 1995 09:07:38 -0400


Subject: Bar Time???

Bar time? Never heard it.

I've always heard "Last call" -- from my early bar-drinking days in

Fayetteville, AR (where at that time "bars" served only beer, because

likker by the drink was more wicked than likker by the bottle) down to

whenever I stopped being in bars that late, which was several years ago.

THE "bar" is Fayetteville was George's Majestic Lounge, always called

simply "George's." It was right by the rr tracks a few blocks from UA and

it was the only "bar" in walking distance of the U. Therefore, it was THE

grad student late-evening hangout. There was a story about a Ph.D.

student in lit. who, when invited by the oral exam. commiteee to step

out for a bit, walked straight to George's, where the comm. found him

eventually to congratulate him on having passed.

But my fav oral exam story is about the candidte who got so nervous during

oral exams that he wouldn't answer ANY questions. Eventually the

commm. congregated at a Friday evening party at Ben Kimpel's house on

a Fri. evening, watched the candidate drink enough to be relaxed, then

quietly surrounded him and proceeded to conduct the oral exam.

sub rosa. He passed.

Ah, Fayetteville. That was actually the sort of world I thought I

would be living in when I got a Ph.D.!

I obviously have not had enough coffee yet! Enough!