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Happy Pi Day!
BlueCalx- writes "Today (March 14, 3-14-00) is Pi Day. ticalc.org has a feature on calculating pi and its origins. A search engine exists to search for a string of numbers in the first ten million digits of pi. And of course, there is the first million digits of pi. Eat pie, memorize pi, and watch Pi. I've got my day planned! "
Pi? Why, I remember many years ago when I first heard the Story of Pi. I was just a little sprig of a troll, sitting on my grandfather's knee in our cozy little cave beneath the bridge. Oh, those were the days, when goats were plenty, the nights were long and hardly ever did the Karma Whores sell their warez by the river bank. And then there was pi . . .
What?!?! You NEVER heard the Story of Pi? Well, sit down laddie! Grab yourself a fondue fork and I'll learn you REAL good.
It all happened many many many many many years ago. Before I was born. Way back in the days of my granddaddy's poppa's great-grandfather's aunt's father's mother's granddad. The world was full of wonders even beyond my senile waxing. It was around this time that the Darkly Darkly wood was Open Sourced to all, and the knights of Slash ran amok spreading their Perl of Wisdom.
There was one little troll, much like yourself, only not quite as stinky. He was named Bgialtels, and was the brother of my granddaddy's poppa's great-grandfather's aunt's father's mother's granddad. He was an angry little man, as most of us are, and wasn't happy with the Order of the Benevolent Single Druids, of which my granddaddy's poppa's great-grandfather's aunt's father's mother's granddad was a part. He thought that they must be distroyed, and so he came up with a plan.
Bgialtels summoned demons at the annual Faeries Unified Dinner to run amok over the desert tables. At first everyone ignored them, even my granddaddy's poppa's great-grandfather's aunt's father's mother's granddad, but soon it became a problem. Action needed to be taken. After fourteen hours of havoc, my granddaddy's poppa's great-grandfather's aunt's father's mother's granddad placed upon the table 3.1428571 cherry pies in a carefully calculated place which made the demons slip into the flaming cheese fondue. Screaming in agony, the demons lashed out, managing only to take the final "e" off the word, leaving us with Pi.
And that, my little friends, is where easter . . . I mean PI came from.
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Shouldn't the declaration of Pi day wait until 3-14-15?
The interesting thing relating them would be:
Yep. That's just bizarre. Nonetheless pretty much irrefutable in the complex number system.
(anyone else notice how the sup tag doesn't work?)