26 is Jon’s favorite number. He’s a math man. He had a math reason: it’s an integer that’s one more than a square (25) and one less than a cube (27).
It was his birthday, and I bought two of these wooden shapes and sent one to him. Although it doesn’t actually have 26 sides, I felt like since there were 26 letters in the alphabet, the potential for there to be 26 sides between our two shapes was possible. I never bothered to count, it was just a feeling I had. A rhombicuboctahedron feeling.
26 is a magical number: the number of bones in a foot, the number of spacetime dimensions. The sum of the Hebrew characters that spell the name of God add up to 26.