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Comic: Gee-On-A-Tree

This is Pi Day #041

It’s Pi Week. That’s right, as this comic goes live it’s a mere four more sleeps until Pi Day!

As it goes, I’ve already noticed that the number of visitors to this site has been steadily climbing over the past week (many of my newer tourists searching for “pi day jokes” or other references to March 14) and despite the reality that This is Pi Day is more of a geeky dads comic than a dad’s geeky comic I figured I’d better at least give honour to the holiday that inspired my moniker.

So, it’s Pi Week at This is Pi Day, and I’m kicking it off by extracting some mathy jokes from my dadxperiences and turning them into whatever passes for a comic… and maybe a bit of a geometry lesson.

Comic: Bus Buddies

This is Pi Day #036

If this were a math pun about a bus it would be mostly flat with four equal straight sides.

Public transit. I rode the bus to work yesterday, in fact, and sitting in a slightly uncomfortable seat was greatly offset by the benefits of not having to drive through a snowstorm that ultimately dumped nearly 25 centimeters (that’s nearly a FOOT for my American fans) and left traffic scrambling like so many eggs through the city streets. While most of the city was fighting with traction and visibility, I was fighting a virtual frost troll… on my Nintendo in the relative warmth of the bus.

I mean, sure, it took my twice as long to get home… but just enjoy the ride.

The Kid, of course, spends her bus fare on a different flavour of mass transportation. You know… the yellow kind, with bad shocks and hard vinyl seating. No wonder she thinks the city transit system is such a treat. When we do use it to get somewhere, though, I have to admit that there’s a certain level of QT sitting together on a bus that you just don’t get driving and playing dad’s taxi.

Rhombus. The joke is a rhomBUS.

This is Back to School (Part 1)

This is Pi Day #019.a

My wife told me that if I don’t get off the computer and help the kid with her homework that she’ll slam the laptop closed on my fingers as I’m typing. I think she’s probably jok893ufyhsojhvjdnvoj;c v ds 0893r92-if edfk,f(**#(* kljuahips

Ah, the good ole innocent days of back to school. I don’t want to get too nostalgic. After all, yesterday was the sixteenth anniversary of that world-changing terrorist attack in NYC and when I explain to the girl how it changed the world, she doesn’t quite see it because it all kinda changed before she was even born.

So I get to own most of that nostalgia by myself and ponder things like the complicated nature of living in and growing up in and being a kid in that post-9/11 world full of whatever that all means. Or maybe it’s always been that way and I’m just a parent doing all this for the first time.

How’s that for light commentary to accompany a comic strip?