This post was intended to go live on 3.14, which is Pi or Pie Day. A really traditional observance combines both by featuring round pies cut in mathematical shapes. The vagaries of the Internet connection prevented that from happening. I'm not sure what was happening last week; people ran up and down carrying expensive new cable, a few rolls of which they left on the ground where I'm sure Wrymouth Calhoun has stolen then by now, but the Internet connection is as poor as ever. I had just time to mention in an e-mail that the Internet and even the electricity had blinked out four times today when the Internet blinked out for the fifth time.
Music
I'm awestruck by the number of people who participated in the silly "lip dub" video. Great fun, if you don't mind a nine-minute song. (What's the song about, anyway? Several musicians, including "the three men I admired most," died in one plane crash. The songwriter later explained that some of the disconnected lyrics referred to their songs, and some were generated from the need to fit rhyme to rhythm. In songwriting one must always consider the appeal of phrases that make the songwriter think "Hey, nobody else has rhymed 'Chevy' and 'levee' yet." I think this particular rendition does a better job than many do, reminding us that the song is basically about mourning for singers and songs. But it's a eupeptic sort of mourning, like the legendary New Orleans funeral parades.)
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