Who is old enough to remember punched cards for entering FORTRAN programs? Samson and I have been fondly (not quite) reminiscing about those suckers. What did you do with your cards when your project was finished? I went to the top floor of the entymology building on a breezy evening and tossed mine out with some of my pals, after drinking a few pitchers with others, of course. Before we tossed the cards, though, we found a lifesize poster of Aldo (chilla Cella guy) and of a Marine (named him Eugene the Marine) from the recruiting office; posed with both. After the cards took a leap, so did Aldo and Eugene. They soared! It was cathartic. So, let's hear card frustrations.