Happy Pi Day!

Here at Puppet Pie (i.e. my house) we celebrate Pi Day with the essentials. Circles. Circles in the form of wheels, jar-lids, cupcakes, Samoa Girl Scout cookies, Ritz crackers, buttons, eyeballs, felt sticky-dots to go under the furniture so they don't scratch the new floors, spools of thread, and of course, chicken pot pie.

So happy Pi Day to you and your family. May a love of math known only to people who aren't me, find you on this splendid day.

On kickeries

If given time with something, I am nearly convinced that I will kick it in the face with my awesome.

The lack of beginning that project is the fear that the previous statement isn't true.

What if I do fail?

What if I am not as awesome as I am in my imagined potential future stuck inside a bowl of sticky, oatmealy stagnancy?

What if I'm just incredibly awesome at organizing reference libraries? (Proven)

This causes procrastination and creation inside only blog musings with really big words like I went to some kind of school or something.

As that one news-guy's mom said: You should vote. It will make you feel real good.