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T-Bone!

Trent.com is now up and running, with the strong potential for providing me solid subject matter from now on. In an effort to help usher in our young friend from Shreveport, I'm going (for the next few days) to be sharing some of my fonder stories from my summer with him in Flagstaff and beyond, in a segment I'd like to call 'The Lighter Side of Trent Dupuy.'

My first installment brings us to the early-July barbeque with the REU students and a few of the mentors over at Will (the Pluto guy)'s house, where Trent has just discovered that Eric has the power to buy alcahol. As I watched bemused, Trent lays down a 'hypothetical' in which Eric is at Safeway and he is also at Safeway. Eric immediately begins to refuse (I don't think he had even bought anything for himself by this point), and Trent gets desparate. He explains that he only wants some hard liquor to drink as a nightcap, because the only thing alcahol does is make him sleepy.

It's at this point that I step in and question Trent for the first time. "Wait," I say. "You mean to tell me that alcahol, in any amount, only serves to make you drowsy, and in no way affects anything else about you?"

"Well," responds Trent, "that's not entirely true. I guess it does improve my motor skills as well."

Dumbfounded stare.

"No seriously!" he continues. "After I've had a few? You should see me dance!"