There was a celebration planned for him at the Sharp Edge. Lots of folks from the SCA and from other walks of life were there to celebrate Paul's triumph.
For a year or so, there had been occasional talk of celebrating Paul's graduation with a bottle of really good Scotch. So after his defense, I asked Steven and Raven if they knew of an organization to buy him a bottle. I had expected there would be such a group already, and I wanted to contribute.
As it turned out, they didn't know of any such group, but they liked the idea. So we decided to make it happen; they contacted SCA friends, I contacted some CMU people, and we found a number of people willing to chip in.
Steven and Raven swung by the liquor store on the way to the Sharp Edge, and they picked up a bottle of 25-year-old Macallan Scotch. They also picked up a card for people to sign. And according to Raven, while people were furtively signing the card outside the party room, more and more people came along, thought it was a good idea, and chipped in money to sign the card. By the time I repaid Raven for my share, so many people had joined the project that the per-person share of the bottle's price was extremely reasonable.
Paul seemed delighted to receive the bottle; he really does beam when he's happy. I felt very proud to have been the trigger to set that process in motion.