I in imitation of tried to construct a custom-sized aquarium weight calculator for a enormously specific breed of bioluminescent shrimp I bought from a boy in a dark alley. Okay, maybe it wasn't a dark alley, but it was unconditionally a subjective Craigslist ad. I had the glass. I had the silicone. I had a ruler that was missing the first three millimeters. What I didnt have was a clue. I kept staring at the glass panels, wondering, "Wait, how to determine litres from centimeters?" It felt later than I was frustrating to solve a riddle posed by some ancient math-obsessed sphinx.

Calculations are annoying. They just are. We stimulate in a world where we desire the volume of our coffee mugs and our garden ponds to just magically appear in our heads. But the universe demands tribute in the form of arithmetic. If you have ever felt physically victimized by the sight of a measuring tape, you are in the right place. Lets break alongside the logic of liquid volume without making your brain leak out of your ears.

Before we get into the "how," lets chat practically the "why." Why complete we use centimeters at all? Why not inches? Or cubits? Or the length of a medium-sized banana? Centimeters are glorious because they belong to the metric system. The metric system is a neat, tidy room where all fits into boxes of ten. It is the Marie Kondo of measurement systems.