Only the Penitent Nerd Shall Pass

It was revealed to me today that I completely forgot about PiDay, which is sad since I've celebrated PiDay since at least 1999 (when was the last time you spent 3 hours on your knees chalking digits of PI across campus?) Of course, this means that I can no longer carry my nerd or geek cards until making amends, making some sort of vision quest to restore my sanity. As suggested by my Mark on my friend's mailing list, my vision quest is this:

First must thou go four-and-twenty hours without sleep, nay without food 
or drink but for the nectar of our times, the liquid wise men call
caffeine.  Then must thou secrete thyself in a dark and dank place, lit
only by the verdant glow of thy silicon companions, and Kraftwerk shall be
thy only friend for this time.  Finally must thou write a script to
produce the sounds of the Soviet National Anthem on thy hard disk at thy
bidding, or, failing thy task with the hard disk, thou might instead
manipulate a dot matrix printer in a fashion as the elders and the
prophets have proclaimed.  Then, having attained a sublime state of nerdly
grace, thou shalt consummate thy honor in a manner befitting thy position,
feasting upon Pixie Stix of two-cubit length in colors and flavors as
numerous as the stars in the sky, and Surge shall be thy brew.  Amen.

Waffle: Pine.LNX.4.58.0403301245470.25128@chef.nerp.net

Which lead to the question today at Work about where one would find Surge, leading us to http://www.savesurge.org/, which has a Hall of Fame, containing perhaps the only people scarier than us.

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