Just another manic Monday

I thought I'd amuse you all with some snippets of conversations taking place in the lab today.

Pete: You know, no matter how much work you have, you can always enjoy your steel-toed boots.
Noah: Yeah, I agree.
Pete: You walk around, thinking, "nobody can get to my toes."
Noah: Yeah, I wore them at the hockey game.
Pete: Ah, a perfect place to wear them.
Noah: Yeah, I'd be sitting there, and I'd have to ask someone to get off my feet. I wouldn't even feel them there.
Pete: Yep, you'd never know someone was standing on your toes.

Aaron: CORBA... the very close relative of Satan.

Mark: As a guy who makes his career with probabilities, you definitely got screwed.

Aaron: If you take the characteristic of a moving average filter, it definitely looks like my ass.
Brian: What, it's all bumpy?