Personally, K’Tesh, I think that as long as you’ve got the first three or four numbers after the decimal point correct, 98.276% of viewers would recognize it as “pi” and wouldn’t know or care what you put down after that.
When I was a kid and heard about pi (22/7), I spent ages trying to calculate it to as many places as possible – imagine my embarrassment when I found out that ’22/7′ was a simple approximation used when accuracy wasn’t demanded!
Like Joe, I don’t know what Yehuda is trying to say. Cake as in it was easy to get the stock? Cake as anticipation of easy money selling accessories? I assume he is not going for the vulgar allusion but, given his relationship to bikes, that’s likely unwarranted.
That does sound like a Cake ride! I loved it when I was a kid in Ashland Oregon, and would get those tailwinds that would push me up to the 30mph speedlimit.
Hey! Back in April, I was riding in the Burnsville Metric, and got a glass cut in my sidewall. Went to pull out a tire boot, they weren’t in there. No problem, I’d diced up some mylar mailer envelopes for back-up boots; but they weren’t in my saddlebag either! I was about to panic, but, had the idea… I ate a granola bar and used the wrapper as a tire-boot, and rode on back in to the square downtown. Better than walking back!
Getting people to say Cake should be as easy as π
On that subject… check out this error with public art…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/ufobike/3254464079/
Personally, K’Tesh, I think that as long as you’ve got the first three or four numbers after the decimal point correct, 98.276% of viewers would recognize it as “pi” and wouldn’t know or care what you put down after that.
When I was a kid and heard about pi (22/7), I spent ages trying to calculate it to as many places as possible – imagine my embarrassment when I found out that ’22/7′ was a simple approximation used when accuracy wasn’t demanded!
Cake !!!!
It’s just six weeks until Pi Day! Remember to eat a square pie on March 14th (3.14) because pie are square!
No, no, cornbread are squared. Pi are round.
That’s a lot of area!
Like Joe, I don’t know what Yehuda is trying to say. Cake as in it was easy to get the stock? Cake as anticipation of easy money selling accessories? I assume he is not going for the vulgar allusion but, given his relationship to bikes, that’s likely unwarranted.
Cake man, cake!
I think he meant cake as in sweet.
Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaweeeeeeeeeeet!
Why not?
I’ve gotten folks to use “Jerry Brown’ed” as a way of describing when a car passes you too close or sideswipes you. As in:
That jerk in the pickup just Jerry Brown’ed us!
It took a google search to figure out what Jerry Brown has to do with cars passing to close. For the non-Californians in the audience, it seems that Gov. Brown vetoed a bill that would have required more passing distance. See http://streetsblog.net/2011/10/14/cyclist-requests-summit-with-jerry-brown-after-gov-kills-safe-passing-bill/
His nick-name from his first time playing governor was ‘moon-beam’
Jerry Brown Theme song
Cool! Awesome! Total cake!
Yeah, I guess it works.
BTW, high 50s today in Indy. Absolutely cake ride in to work this morning, wind at my back felt like the bike was rocket assisted.
That does sound like a Cake ride! I loved it when I was a kid in Ashland Oregon, and would get those tailwinds that would push me up to the 30mph speedlimit.
Or 5 days a week.
Unfortunately….my hair line resembles that remark! Definitely, not cake!
…and in the next (but undrawn) panel, Yehuda has to duck quickly as Joe chucks a spanner at him!
Whatsa spanner?
(Just kidding)
I made an attempt to get “thatch” to catch on as an alternative to “naff”.
Didn’t work.
Yet…
That last panel was a little close to my hair-line
Hey! Back in April, I was riding in the Burnsville Metric, and got a glass cut in my sidewall. Went to pull out a tire boot, they weren’t in there. No problem, I’d diced up some mylar mailer envelopes for back-up boots; but they weren’t in my saddlebag either! I was about to panic, but, had the idea… I ate a granola bar and used the wrapper as a tire-boot, and rode on back in to the square downtown. Better than walking back!