Date: Mon, 4 Jan 1999 13:57:32 -0500 (EST)
From: Kenneth Gosier <kg293@quixote.cims.nyu.edu>
To: Mark Selikson <ms@dplus.net>
Cc: vikchan@sprintmail.com, yjc211@cims.nyu.edu, krd215@cims.nyu.edu,
Subject: Re: your mail



The effects of graduate study on mind and stomach:

This evening, I was sitting in the breakfast room of the
Graduate College residence hall, caffeinated and reading.  
A reception was held there a couple hours ago, and a few trays
of munchies were still scattered about the room.

A fellow grad drops by, chats for a minute, then suddenly fixates 
on the table behind me.  "Are those ... cookies?"  he asks in
weary disbelief.  "Free?"

"Naw, just a mirage," I mumble, "probably just a big pile of sand."

"Oh," he replies, his gaze dropping to the table with a genuine
(or pretty darned convincing) look of disappointment.  After a 
short pause he looks back up and asks, with a little hope in his 
voice, "do you think the sand _tastes_ like cookies?"