This weekend I watched a little news program about pi. I am a real “numbers” sort of gal. I have numbers in my head all the time. So it would follow that I like pi.
π pi = 3.14159265
It is a mathematical constant that is the ratio of any Euclidean circle’s circumference to its diameter. Ratio of circumference to diameter.
It is all telling, really. Our personality… our distinctive character…. is mostly made up of the same ratio. The “line” that goes right through the center of us … in ratio to what is all the way around us. pi.
Lots of people love pi. There are pi clubs and societies, and pi admirers. They even have a National pi Day which is… of course… on March 14th. (3/14) I like pi too… but not fanatically. I bet they have things like pi tosses, and pi eating contests. pi ala mode.
It always reminds me of the old song… “Let’s have another cup of coffee…. Let’s have another piece of pi.”
Which, speaking of numbers, also reminds that 368 comes to a close on Friday, February 10th. It has to end. Just the nature of the Projects. 372 came and went. And now… 368. Today is 364.
A friend of mine posted a Far Side comic strip this evening on Facebook. Wow do I ever miss The Far Side. That was shear genius. I used to laugh out loud… sometimes spraying coffee from my nose….(great visual there)….. at some of Larson’s strips. But he couldn’t keep it up forever. I bet he had a hard time keeping it freshy-fresh every day.
I am not sure how much “fresh” I have left in my Idea Bin…. but I’ve decided to keep this up for a while longer. I love doing it most nights. But sometimes it is hard to come up with a single thing to say. From time to time, I feel like Sargent Schultz on Hogan’s Heroes…. “I KNOW NOTHING!”
I have decided to commit…. not to a full year… but a little more than half a year. For many different reasons… the new number is 188. So off we will go for another 26 weeks, or so….. of the unknown. Project 188.
It seems… that yes….. the band will play on here. The Butcher will fix another ham. The Candlestick Man will dip more strings in wax…. and the Baker will make another pi.
“I don’t like to commit myself about heaven and hell – you see, I have friends in both places” – Mark Twain