Month: February 2003

“Hey, Professor, how’s it going?” “Oh, hi, Nellie,” I replied, sparing her a mere nibble of attention from the article I was writing. Then I did a doubletake. She shouldn’t be here. When I turned around, Nellie had claimed a chair and was perusing one of my Macintosh magazines. (Of course I read the competition.) “What are you doing here on a Monday morning? Aren’t you supposed to be working?” “Worm”, she announced laconically, flipping to the game reviews. “What…