May 12, 1999

Pie

In a truly metaphorical and symbolic way, I like pie. I like pies, but pie in particular is the best. It's not because dropping off the 'e' give me pi, and my mathematical mind loves the numerical mystery of the unending ratio. I like a whole pie. Just part of pie doesn't make me happy; it's best when served whole. I like pie with ice cream, and even more with whipped cream. Pie is good for a laugh, and nothing beats the appearance of really good pie. Pie can provide good conversation. Pie is even a mystery I have just begun to explore and one I hope to learn more of. Pie is well-rounded. I love pie.