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It is shortly after 2 in the morning, and I am on the couch, coding. My computer's sound is off, as is the stereo. The only things in the room capable of producing noise are two cats, a server, my keyboard and me.

So why do I hear extremely faint, rippling, polyphonic flute music, punctuated by very high synthesizer tones?

In which my mouth runs away with me again

(It's dusk in Mountain View. maradydd and enochsmiles, having just finished up dinner, are strolling along Castro. A cheerful SCIENTOLOGIST loiters outside the local Dianetics Centre. As maradydd and enochsmiles pass by, the SCIENTOLOGIST brandishes a leaflet.)

SCIENTOLOGIST: Evening! Can I interest either of you in a free stress test?
maradydd: That's okay, I've got enough stress in my life as it is.

In retrospect, that answer made absolutely no sense in an everyday context, but entirely too much sense given the context in which it actually occurred.