NostalgiaFuturismSomething's weird here. I got up, checked the e-mail, lurked for a couple of minutes at the usual suspects: /., E1, E2. Did a wee bit of stuff away from the computer. Then I come back; I did some meta moderation, followed a link from one of the comments, read I, Cringely... I check here again, and find that I'm logged in. So I make this node. I don't remember logging in. Yes, I flitted about. Yes, the coffee hasn't kicked in yet. Yes, I can be absent-minded (worst example: once left water boiling after leaving the apartment - 1982). But I don't think I logged in. Yes, my drug consumption has been near-zero for the past 12 years. No, it isn't Alzheimer's time yet.
In other words, might there be a cookie problem?
An aside: Flightless Bird as a permanent cookie
Ingredients: whole wheat and soy flours, nickel (from ground guitar strings), tofu, plaintain, saccharine, castor oil (no tropical oils were used in the making of this product), incense, Donald Barthelme Soylent Green Flakes®, no preservatives...
Expiration date on the bag: December 1977. Mmmm, tasty!