Hmm, I'm doing everything in slow motion today, the result of a lunch that finished at 2 am watching the fabulous Dog's Bollix band.

I hope all your St Paddies were as good as mine.

Commonwealth Games
Anyway, if you are trying to follow the games online, as usual the big newspapers have set up their own dedicated sections. Our Herald's is here, the Sydney Morning Herald's is here and Stuff's is here. TVNZ is delivering live streaming video here. Needless to say the coverage is highly parochial. If you want a less chauvinist tone, try the official games site here.

If you like your coverage more "bloggy" there are a few options as well. English swimmer Owen Morgan blogs here, while this site is written by schoolkids from around the world. Big media has gone all bloggy as well. Stuff's Kerri Welham blogs here, the BBC here, The Melbourne Age here.

Matters arising
Stephen points to this view from Iran, where Tom and Jerry cartoons are considered a Jewish conspiracy to improve the perception of mice. No really. My Dad sent this link, US fundy site which has details on preparations under way for the End Times. Apparently before the third temple can be built in Jerusalem a "red heifer" has to be sacrificed, but to date a perfect heifer has not been found. But never fear, Texas ranchers are selectively breeding to produce the perfect animal. Nice work fellas.

In case you hadn’t been counting, Chris reminds us that Pi Day was last Tuesday, 14 March: "a celebration of one of the most-used yet bizarrest numbers in all of mathematics" says the Guardian (although I don’t think “bizarrest” is a proper word), or, for the numerically challenged the least-used and least-remembered. It made a thought-provoking movie, though.

This article points out that the number is rooted in popular culture: Kate Bush sang the first 137 digits in a song, titled π, on her recent album, Aerial (although some people accuse her of getting the numbers wrong).

This link from Karl Hyde of the band Underworld reminds us that Frank Zappa is gone, and a cornucopia of Zappaesque clips reminds us that there will never be another.

UK comedian Dave Gorman discovers Flickr, and although he doesn’t know how to pronounce it, decides to move his photographs from the attic to the internet. And finally one for me, says Chris, in light of my recent complaints about singledom, via the always enlightening Arts & Letters Daily.