March 14 = 3/14=3.14…to infinity and beyond. I don’t know why I get so excited about Pi Day, because I really don’t like math. Last week Matt made me figure out how much tax I owed on our group dinner tab. As I feebly tried to calculate numbers in my tired brain while being distracted by goodness that is TGI Friday’s Jack Daniel’s sauce, I noticed the looks of disbelief fixated in my direction. When I couldn’t spit out an answer quickly, I slid down my chair in embarrassment as I mumbled something to the tune of “at least I can correctly use there, their, they’re, your and you’re.”

But, you may be surprised to know, I love Pi Day because of of words. Specifically, these words that I stumbled across several years ago:

Oh Number PI
(Sing to “Oh Christmas Tree”)

Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
Your digits are unending,
Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
No pattern are you sending.
You’re three point one four one five nine,
And even more if we had time,
Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
For circle lengths unbending.

Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
You are a number very sweet,
Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
Your uses are so very neat.
There’s 2 Pi r and Pi r squared,
A half a circle and you’re there,
Oh, number Pi
Oh, number Pi
We know that Pi’s a tasty treat.

The Pi Day song is a tasty treat indeed. So go out to Baker’s Square and celebrate with your friends! In the meantime, I’ll eat my mud pie flavored Snack Pack.