On Sunday, Scott Adams wrote this post about quitting caffeine, and mighty funny it was too; in fact it may be one of Adams’ most amusing posts of late. Today however it disappeared, with SA’s explanation for it’s removal consisting of “I deleted it. Don’t ask why.”

Of course, this curt rationale serves only to turn thousands of Dilbert Fans into petulant, whiny five year-olds (and I include myself in that group), doggedly asking that most unceasing and insistent of questions - “WHY?”

My personal conspiracy theory is that the Coke people left a ‘Bob the Dinosaur’ head in Scott Adams’ bed in order to scare him into taking down his ‘defamatory’ post though I have been drinking coffee and caffeinated sodas all day long which may explain the ridiculousness of that whole concept as well as the sudden lack of punctuation that this sentence seems to be experiencing

I have a headache.

Update: (12.21.05) - Since Google’s cache of the page has already expired, I’ve decided to reproduce the text of Adams’ original here.

Today our neighbours decided to blast “The Greatest Christmas Hits Eva!” so loudly that anyone within our zip code could enjoy/despise it; the worst part was that there didn’t seem to be anybody outside their house doing anything that would warrant that much aural Christmas ‘cheer’, so it makes me wonder whether or not they were actually crazy enough to be curled up indoors around a roaring fireplace, roasting chestnuts and listening to “Rockin’ Around The Christmas Tree” at volumes high enough to make even the most dedicated Norwegian black metal fan flinch.

Thinking about the whole issue of annoying music at this time of year, it’s surprising that during my first proper Christmas in America I’ve found myself to be less irritated by the piped aural cheese that used to drive me insane back home around this time of year, and I’ve finally realised why - it’s because nobody over here listens to Cliff ‘Fucking’ Richard. Not once this year have I had to endure the man’s unique contributions to the ouvre of seasonal pop music, and quite frankly I feel a little bit blessed because of that fact.

OK, so old Cliffy’s songs aren’t the only annoying relics that get dusted off in mid-November (or earlier in some cases), and for sure there have been plenty of other brainmeltingly crap ditties to eminate from within the bowels of my homeland, but Cliff has been so consistent in his ability to pump out saccharine dross year upon year that he earns a special place in what I will at this very moment christen ‘The Pit Of Crappy Christmas Pseudo-Carol Creators’, an imaginary purgatory where all of these seasonal (s)hitmakers will end up once they shuffle off this mortal coil.

Tim Berners-Lee has a blog - well, one post so far. He also has flamers and trolls to deal with, which in a way is strangely comforting, that our Lord and Saviour has to put up with the same crap that the rest of us do…

On a mostly unrelated note, I never knew that his parents both worked on the Manchester Mark I project, although that fact is probably more interesting to the more Mancunian types out there.

I wrote a little post about the upcoming series of 24 (in which Jack Bauer will battle evil mutant terrorists from Vogon that are hell-bent on kidnapping all of America’s Bald Eagles, or something) over at my wife’s celebrity blog, which I help maintain in a behind-the-scenes technical capacity. We set it up (running on WordPress, naturally) just a month ago and the response so far has been phenomenal, especially during the last week which saw the traffic rise substantially thanks to this little post, which has been cited by several prominent gossip websites.

I’m really very proud of the way Laura has handled running the site, and in particular the way she deals with trolls and the other assorted lamers that pollute the ‘net and make the world seem that little bit stupider. So go visit WeLoveCelebs.com and say ‘Hi’ or something.

A rather large and annoying blister* has developed in the middle of my left palm - I’m starting to feel like an extra from Logan’s Run.

*Comedic Dramatisation: Blister not actually as big or red as depicted

Dave Sherrill, AKA Subweird, makes elbowfuckingly awesome webcomics.

Go read each and every one of them right now - I order you to.