First off, it was a pretty good Pi Day. I was forced to make do with a slice of pizza pie this afternoon although I spent nearly an hour traipsing about the financial district looking for a bakery that sold pie - either by the slice or the whole thing - without success.
I found this vignette of a couple who decided to name their baby Pi, because of the "infinite possibilities" he will have in his life.
Although part of me thinks that Pi is a pretty wonderful name for a kid, I can't help but think that he will experience infinitely more harassment and verbal abuse because of it.
I'm reminded of the great Johnny Cash song, A Boy Named Sue.