Dan Burkhart 

Happy pi day everyone.

Jim from Boston

Been there, done that.

OldsCOOL

Cherry ala mode.

Retro Grouch 

I think so too. I had to get onto Facebook before I discovered today is pi day. That wouldn't have happened in the old days. Of course, I'm not nearly as avid a pie consumer since I've been on the weight loss program.

Anybody know off hand how many Weight Watchers points in a slice of chocolate and peanut butter pie?

fietsbob

Time to go get a slice Points, you mean demerits?





I paid A bill with a check , wrote the Pi symbol for the date .

MinnMan

Times change. I'm on a gluten free diet. No pie. No beer either for chrissake. Not so much fun.

But at least I can ride. Now that's fun....

Wanderer

Missed it by two years S/B 3/14/16............................

metalheart44

Never tried the stuff, but it is out there ..... 10 Best Tasting Gluten-Free Beers - Gear Patrol

NOS88

Dan, wow. Thanks for the reminder. I've been so DOWN abot this weather, there hasn't been much energy to look for fun. But, tonight I may just trhow on some extra layers, fire up the lights on one of the bikes and ride to the local dinner to get some of this.

Ursa Minor

Pi=22/7
I don't know what all the fuss is about.

Charlie

GuNoKo

Next year 3.1415. Love this kind of distracted brainpower (like 4/20 and may the fourth)

Edit: technically 3.1416 in 2y with rounding)

aRoudy1

I thought it was pie 24/7--all pie, all the time.

wphamilton

Then you'll probably appreciate this: Halloween is equal to Christmas! ie, OCT 31 = DEC 25

since 31 in base 8 (OCTal) is the same number as 25 in base 10 (DECimal).

I realize it has nothing to do with pi-day, but I needed to get that off my chest since I'll probably forget about it by October.

Ursa Minor

Lol aRoudy1 that was way funny.

Charlie

John E

Speaking of pi:

Poe, E.
Near a Raven

Midnights so dreary, tired and weary.
Silently pondering volumes extolling all by-now obsolete lore.
During my rather long nap - the weirdest tap!
An ominous vibrating sound disturbing my chamber's antedoor.
"This", I whispered quietly, "I ignore".

Perfectly, the intellect remembers: the ghostly fires, a glittering ember.
Inflamed by lightning's outbursts, windows cast penumbras upon this floor.
Sorrowful, as one mistreated, unhappy thoughts I heeded:
That inimitable lesson in elegance - Lenore -
Is delighting, exciting...nevermore.

Ominously, curtains parted (my serenity outsmarted),
And fear overcame my being - the fear of "forevermore".
Fearful foreboding abided, selfish sentiment confided,
As I said, "Methinks mysterious traveler knocks afore.
A man is visiting, of age threescore."

Taking little time, briskly addressing something: "Sir," (robustly)
"Tell what source originates clamorous noise afore?
Disturbing sleep unkindly, is it you a-tapping, so slyly?
Why, devil incarnate!--" Here completely unveiled I my antedoor--
Just darkness, I ascertained - nothing more.

While surrounded by darkness then, I persevered to clearly comprehend.
I perceived the weirdest dream...of everlasting "nevermores".
Quite, quite, quick nocturnal doubts fled - such relief! - as my intellect said,
(Desiring, imagining still) that perchance the apparition was uttering a whispered "Lenore".
This only, as evermore.

Silently, I reinforced, remaining anxious, quite scared, afraid,
While intrusive tap did then come thrice - O, so stronger than sounded afore.
"Surely" (said silently) "it was the banging, clanging window lattice."
Glancing out, I quaked, upset by horrors hereinbefore,
Perceiving: a "nevermore".

Completely disturbed, I said, "Utter, please, what prevails ahead.
Repose, relief, cessation, or but more dreary 'nevermores'?"
The bird intruded thence - O, irritation ever since! -
Then sat on Pallas' pallid bust, watching me (I sat not, therefore),
And stated "nevermores".

Bemused by raven's dissonance, my soul exclaimed, "I seek intelligence;
Explain thy purpose, or soon cease intoning forlorn 'nevermores'!"
"Nevermores", winged corvus proclaimed - thusly was a raven named?
Actually maintain a surname, upon Pluvious seashore?
I heard an oppressive "nevermore".

My sentiments extremely pained, to perceive an utterance so plain,
Most interested, mystified, a meaning I hoped for.
"Surely," said the raven's watcher, "separate discourse is wiser.
Therefore, liberation I'll obtain, retreating heretofore -
Eliminating all the 'nevermores' ".

Still, the detestable raven just remained, unmoving, on sculptured bust.
Always saying "never" (by a red chamber's door).
A poor, tender heartache maven - a sorrowful bird - a raven!
O, I wished thoroughly, forthwith, that he'd fly heretofore.
Still sitting, he recited "nevermores".

The raven's dirge induced alarm - "nevermore" quite wearisome.
I meditated: "Might its utterances summarize of a calamity before?"
O, a sadness was manifest - a sorrowful cry of unrest;
"O," I thought sincerely, "it's a melancholy great - furthermore,
Removing doubt, this explains 'nevermores' ".

Seizing just that moment to sit - closely, carefully, advancing beside it,
Sinking down, intrigued, where velvet cushion lay afore.
A creature, midnight-black, watched there - it studied my soul, unawares.
Wherefore, explanations my insight entreated for.
Silently, I pondered the "nevermores".

"Disentangle, nefarious bird! Disengage - I am disturbed!"
Intently its eye burned, raising the cry within my core.
"That delectable Lenore - whose velvet pillow this was, heretofore,
Departed thence, unsettling my consciousness therefore.
She's returning - that maiden - aye, nevermore."

Since, to me, that thought was madness, I renounced continuing sadness.
Continuing on, I soundly, adamantly forswore:
"Wretch," (addressing blackbird only) "fly swiftly - emancipate me!"
"Respite, respite, detestable raven - and discharge me, I implore!"
A ghostly answer of: "nevermore".

" 'Tis a prophet? Wraith? Strange devil? Or the ultimate evil?"
"Answer, tempter-sent creature!", I inquired, like before.
"Forlorn, though firmly undaunted, with 'nevermores' quite indoctrinated,
Is everything depressing, generating great sorrow evermore?
I am subdued!", I then swore.

In answer, the raven turned - relentless distress it spurned.
"Comfort, surcease, quiet, silence!" - pleaded I for.
"Will my (abusive raven!) sorrows persist unabated?
Nevermore Lenore respondeth?", adamantly I encored.
The appeal was ignored.

"O, satanic inferno's denizen -- go!", I said boldly, standing then.
"Take henceforth loathsome "nevermores" - O, to an ugly Plutonian shore!
Let nary one expression, O bird, remain still here, replacing mirth.
Promptly leave and retreat!", I resolutely swore.
Blackbird's riposte: "nevermore".

So he sitteth, observing always, perching ominously on these doorways.
Squatting on the stony bust so untroubled, O therefore.
Suffering stark raven's conversings, so I am condemned, subserving,
To a nightmare cursed, containing miseries galore.
Thus henceforth, I'll rise (from a darkness, a grave) -- nevermore!

Dudelsack 

I think not. *vanishes*

JanMM

This from NPR:
3.14% of sailors are pi-rates.

Monoborracho

I thought it was C/d, or 3.1415927 to the seventh decimal, which is all I remembered in engineering school with those first calculators. It was also that funny little "π" mark about halfway down the C or D scale on my slide rule.

But then, what do I know?

AmFaeEmbra

Be prepared . . .


This sums it up perfectly for me

BigAura

Dan Burkhart 

Thanks for stepping up and proving me wrong. Guess we still can have some fun in here.

JanMM

Pi Day is so Yesterday.

dalameda

I mentioned Pi day to a youngster at my office, and they gave me this blank stare, so I started talking about 3.14 being the value of pi and they asked me what pi was. Sheesh. I'm going riding. And get off my lawn.

Floyd

AmFaeEmbra...you beat me to it... At one point in my life I was going to be a math teacher....Thank the Lord I am not... I think I will go out and enjoy the 'spring' weather...

Wanderer

I know what you mean! My brother was a math teacher, and he's still a mess!

Bob, if you read this - it was joke!