works of wanderlust

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  • pi dayrectory

    Oh, remember back in 2023 when my attempt to run a web server from a raspberry pi computer in my basement got hacked and some turd of a botscam hacker tried to hold my data hostage for a few thousands of dollars in bitcoin?

    Yeah, but I do.

    I tell people that there was nothing irreplacable enough on that little web server that I would ever have paid to unscramble the encrypted data for cash, and that’s true. But a year prior I did take the entire contents of my web comic website and migrate it over to that little server and damned if I know where the original copy went.

    So the website I had built to host my little web comic project, This is Pi Day, was suddenly gone.

    Fret not, dear reader, the art and files for those comics were triply backed up on three different computers, but damned if it wasn’t a pain in the ass that I would need to start from scratch on the website to share them again, ever.

    But fast forward right back here to 2025.

    My whole recent effort to consolidate my web properties under a single central domain has me leaning into the notion that it might be time to tackle that pain head on. I recently incorporated myself as a little consulting business and needed to think about how to build a brand for myself off that little four letter domain name I had named my new corporation after. Long story short, I landed on the idea of a multi-site wordpress installation to host the corporate website while keeping all the other hanging-off’rs alive and well. And still-long story short-ish, it wasn’t a lot of extra effort to hang yet another little subdomain off that installation upon which the effort to rebuild This is Pi Day could be foisted.

    I started work on that this week.

    I mean, heck, it won’t be fast or easy. There is something like two-hundred plus cartoon strips that all need to be uploaded and categorized and published. I spent an hour on it this morning and got something like fifteen of them up. It’s gonna take some weeks… buuuuut it is started.

    In the coming weeks expect to see piday.ca which points to piday.8r4d.com come back to life and fill up with all those old comic strips.

    Moral of the story? Shit happens. Back up your work. And if you get knocked down get right back up again, even if that takes a year or two.

    Or whatever. Go check out the comics. They were actually kinda clever if I do say so myself, and who knows what I’ll resurrect from the archives next.

  • pi day

    May fifth is definitely not pi day, that annual nerdy celebration of a happy mathematical confluence between the calendar and one of the worlds favourite pastries, pie. Normally the geeky among us celebrate with an extra helping of dessert on March fourteenth: three fourteen. Three one four.

    May fifth is, however, something of an anniversary for me relating to pi day. 

    See, in 2016, leading into that year’s pi day, I checked to see if anyone had ever bothered to register the piday.ca domain name, found it unclaimed, and placed my stake on the little piece of digital real estate.

    I had plans, and like many half-baked ideas it made a little progress before sputtering out. I wanted to make a website celebrating pi day, but I just couldn’t think of anything more clever to do with it besides essentially creating a brochure for this obscure, silly math celebration.

    One year later, pi day came and went and I tracked a few hits to the domain but nothing of consequence.

    But I had been working on another project at the same time: I had been designing and writing and drawing a web comic that I was pulling together under the name of “This Dad’s Life” which was a kind of kids-say-silly-things and fatherhood snapshots in cartoon form.  But I didn’t really like the name, to be honest.

    I wonder if he’ll mention the dad guy character. I remember that guy. Handsome fellow.

    Then pi day 2017 came around and the kid said one of her trademark silly things: she told me she liked pi day because it was dad joke holiday. She was nine at the time and threw herself into dramatic fits of jovial groaning every time I pulled out one of my trademark dad joke puns. Pi day wasn’t just a geeky holiday, it was a punny celebration and the pinnacle of oddness that any dad-joke loving parent could celebrate with their kids.

    And I had this domain name I wasn’t really using for anything.

    I renamed my comic effort to “This is Pi Day” winking at the parenting tangent that the observations of my kid had brought into focus, and on May 5, 2017 published my first strip of nearly two hundred to that domain name. Eight years ago today.

    I wrote and drew that comic for about three years. The schtick got old, the kid got older and became less a silly kid and more a clever teen, which was great for me in reality but terrible for my content inspiration. The pandemic happened, and… well… maybe not a half-baked idea but it sputtered out regardless.

    I still own the domain name, largely because I signed up for a bunch of social media and other support accounts using an email based on it. And because I printed cards that I handed out with it on there. And too, because I stamped it into the corner of every comic I drew.

    Every once in while I dig out a strip from my archives and share it, explain it, but for a while I was just a guy with a comic strip online and a couple hundred fans.  And every May 5th another reminder comes up in my calendar that This is Pi Day was today.

  • while I worked…

    …and my daughter had the day off from school, she baked.

    Tomorrow is Pi Day. March 14th. 3-14, if you write it out the proper way to look like the first three digits of the mathematical constant pi, 3.14…

    She baked a pie.

    It is an apple pie, with ingredients she found stuffed away in various cupboards, pantries, and freezers.

    While I worked the smell of fresh apple pie wafted through the house.

    Tomorrow is Pi Day.

    Tomorrow.

    There is a fresh apple pie on my countertop filling the house with lovely apple pie smells, and it must wait until tomorrow.

  • Pancakes & Pi

    Five years ago today I embarked on a multi-year web comic journey.

    I have May fifth marked in my calendar as a recurring event to remind me that on that day (THIS day) in 2017 I uploaded the first of about 200 comic strips that I wrote and drew.

    Almost all of those strips are still available online at www.piday.ca where I used to have a particularly nice website but after a couple of upgrades and moves has been pared down to a basic collection of posts and comic strips and a wee bit of history about the whole effort.

    The premise behind my strip was dad jokes.

    And pi day, the celebration on the fourteenth day of the third month of each year, March 14th, as it connects to 3.14 seems like a day baked around the very notion of a corny dad joke. So, every day at our house was pi day. Yesterday was pi day. Tomorrow will be pi day. This is pi day.

    At the time my kid was just entering her double digits and was delicately balanced in a narrow window of time where she was old enough to appreciate her old man’s sense of humour but young enough to say enough funny stuff herself. I took the advice of “you should write this stuff down” to heart and then to the next level, and started drawing and publishing it. A few hundred fans online and lots of family and friends seemed to appreciate the effort.

    But.

    The era was so fleeting that I was just getting into the groove of writing and drawing and telling these little parenting tales in comic form before I noticed that she’d become a more sensitive teen and ribbing her in comic strip form was no longer a green zone activity.

    I tried to adapt and adjust the strip, but like anything with a lot of momentum behind it, steering it into a new direction proved to be more like steering a train than a bicycle. It didn’t. And coupled with a pandemic and other more pressing family concerns the whole thing fizzled into more of an archive than an active project.

    I write here often about both cartooning and sketching and in my personal history both these things have a wending and winding history deeply rooted in my life. My digital art project of drawing a weekly (or often more frequently) comic strip consumed a huge chunk of that history and was one of the first times in my life I was very public about those interests.

    Five years on, there’s no real plan to revive the effort and This is Pi Day has been tucked away in the archives of my creative efforts as just another thing I did once.

    I’m ok with that. But it doesn’t hurt to point in it’s direction on an anniversary of the effort and say “I made that thing!” and be a little proud that I did.

  • Making Homemade New York(ish) Style Pizza for Pi Day

    The kid was determined to eat round for March 14th.

    We’d already made a pair of fruit dessert pies for later, but she decided that pizza was on the menu. What better way to make use of one of those specialty cast iron pieces that doesn’t otherwise see much day-to-day use: the 14 inch pizza pan.

    Sadly I didn’t give myself enough runway to make use of my sourdough pizza crust recipe.

    Some recipe research and light modification produced the following, which actually turned out fairly awesome from a “reminds me of that time in New York” slice perspective.

    recipe

    450 g all purpose flour
    1 tablespoon olive oil
    1 tablespoon sugar
    1 teaspoons salt
    1 teaspoon active dry yeast
    1 1/4 cups tap water

    1 cup tomato sauce
    blend of pizza spices, to taste
    2 cups grated mozzarella cheese
    assorted pizza toppings

    We blended the flour, salt, sugar, and yeast in a food processor, then drizzled in the water and oil until a shaggy dough ball formed. This was kneaded on the floured countertop to a smooth consistency, then divided into two smaller portions, rolled until smooth. We oiled these up and let them rest and rise on the counter for a couple hours.

    I heated up the tomato paste in my small cast iron melting pot, stirred in the spice mix, and let it bubble away for about fifteen minutes until everything was nicely blended.

    The proofed dough balls were hand-shaped to two fourteen inch crusts, docked, and baked at 450F for about ten minutes (or until I noticed they were starting to brown on the top.) Ideally you should crank your oven a little hotter, but I need to clean mine and 550F would have smoked us out of the house.

    The pizza crusts were topped and then baked back in the still-hot oven for about 12 minutes until the cheese was bubbly.

    She missed out on a school trip to New York city last fall thanks to pandemic lockdowns, but with a recipe like this… well it smoothed out the rough edges a little bit.