J.H. Forge

No, just the wrong-footed ones.

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They're ALL wrong-footed! That's the case when you have one foot!

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Dude, where the hell where you anyway?

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Out. I do occasionally go out, you know.

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Out.... where? Ooh. Do you have a Mystery Girl?

Oh, wait, this is you. So, what, out buying new resistors?

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Ha ha very ha. If you must know, I've received and accepted an invitation to the Tesla Club.

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... Is that a strip club?

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...you really do amaze me sometimes.

The Tesla Club is a fraternal organization for scientists to debate and share ideas in an exclusive social setting. It's highly exclusive, there are Nobel Prize winners who have been turned down for membership because their work wasn't groundbreaking enough.

Professor Erskine - he's the Dean of Engineering at NYU - has been trying to tempt me away from the Business School and into the Baxter School of Engineering there, so he arranged for me to attend as a guest, and last week their membership voted to extend me the invitation. So tonight I accepted.

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You joined a FRAT?

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Please. It's not Greek. There are no keggers or silly initiation ceremonies or pledge brothers. It's more like... MENSA without all the self-righteous assholes.

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Then why did they let you in?

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Oh, the lady has wounded me.

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I'm ruthless! Ask anyone. :)

Okay, so I'm googling your frat to see if there are togas and I can't even find them. How much of geniuses can you be if you're not even in Google?

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The guys who invented Google were inducted in 2002. Although one of them declined, because he thought a club full of scientists wouldn't have any women. Totally wrong. Totally.

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So if I use Yahoo will I find it?

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Doubtful. A lot of the old-school members like to take pride in the "You don't find us, we'll find you" mindset. Even though it's pretty much an open secret in the academic community.

It's interesting, though. To be around people that are veritable giants in their field, and to be treated like an equal. It's staggering and more than a bit humbling.

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And why shouldn't you? Let's see, I'd use the "at the tender young age", but I completely forget how old you are.

You only reconstructed and upgraded Haroun's cyberware on the fly while he was almost at death's door...

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You really are in a frat.

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And what, Miss Cassidy, is wrong with membership in a frat?

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Think about it. Forge. In a frat.

Doesn't it make you giggle? You know it does.

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Yeah, but it might as well be Pi Nu Gamma. You know, the Pencil-Necked Geeks.

Now I'm tempted to go look up how many of my old Sigma Tau brothers are still around...

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Nerd frats are frats too!

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Whoa.

I suddenly have serious nerd envy.

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As well you should, my polyglot friend.

By the way, what is this email sitting in my inbox about racquetball? What in the world is racquetball?

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It's what young professionals do to unwind together, and sometimes discuss business in a less formal setting. It's like the jock equivalent of a power lunch or something.

I dunno. There's a health club near here that I've been wanting to try out, and I want to pick your brain about something, I decided why not just combine the two.

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Oh, we're pretending to be jock yuppies for the day? Sold.

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Pretending to be jock yuppies while actually secretly mocking them.

Besides, we should be able to figure this out. It's all math and angles and patterns and elastic collisions, right?

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I am looking up the rules... okay, so basically, it's Pong. Three-dimensional Pong. This shouldn't be hard at all.

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That's what I'm saying. We may not be yuppie jocks, but we're reasonably fit young men.

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And if stockbrokers and insurance analysts can do it, hell, we foiled a bank robbery! We're superheroes!

And now, I go to test my aerodynamic physique out in the hall. Avanté!

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It's a gift.

So... basically it's a club for super genius nerds. Gotcha. How about you put a towel on the artifical leg and come join us normal people in some, uh, lemee see if I can figure out how to put this in Forge Speak.

Friction-reduced application of Newton's first law.

(Thank you, thank you, that'd be that B- in Physical Science you helped me get, yeah. I know, who da man, Forge da man. Just get your half metal self down here. This is fun.)

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See, you're using socks on varnished wood. Low coefficient of friction, but have you ever seen teflon on spray wax? Give me two minutes...

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Dude, just get down here. I need your stopwatch. We're doing timed heats.

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Mr. Forge is being sliding with us?

Yippee!

(I am liking this new word very much. It is being a happy word)

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On my way!

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Oh my God, you rule at this!

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He still can't match my style.

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That is because unlike me, and despite your summer of Crazy Crash Diet Weight Loss, you have Hips.

Which, I may add, makes this very fun to watch.

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Perv

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Unabashedly.

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