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One K. Miller informs us that "Miller" occupies seventh place on the list of most popular U.S. surnames. Whittle that horde down by a large factor to include only those whose first name begins with the letter "K," and that's still a whole lot of folks. This leaves a big pool of K. Miller email potentially sent to the wrong K. Miller, i.e. our K. Miller, who likes to post misaddressed missives that wind up in his inbox. A few:

• Someone queries a K. Miller about his experience with a recommended colon cleanser.
• A Harvard psychology professor writes a K. Miller using the phrases "Hey man" and "Congrats dude."
• A K. Miller seems reluctant to end his relationship with a woman who requests he leave her stuff on his patio for pick-up.

So if you're a K. Miller with MIA email, check with K. Miller. 'Kay, Miller?

Even digital dictators have feelings. And what better way to let those gusty emotions out than on a faux-blog? With The Secret Diary of Steve Jobs, a rowdy facsimile of the iGuru opens the doors to his innermost Apple-founding, Pixar-running, black-turtleneck-wearing self. He waxes on about the iPhone; reveals the secret super power of James Gosling, the father of Java; and occasionally lets his guard down on such topics as being obscenely wealthy. He also disabuses anyone of the notion that life at the top gets you a little peace and quietly played smooth jazz. "The Clintstones" want meetings, "wacky old Sir Richard Branson" wants to chat via satellite phone from 14,000 feet overhead, and there's Steve Spielberg again, pitching yet another movie idea ("some ideas just don't click"). Don't even mention the "MicroTards," the "freetards," and every other irritant in what should be the rosy life of His Jobsness. Did he mention he invented the iPod?

From time to time, Wikipedia's contributors have waded into bloody, internecine battles over the online encyclopedia's entries. And a fair number of these "edit wars" are spectacularly petty. In true Wiki-fashion, a special page now exists to catalog the nastiest and most trivial of them all. For the casual reader, it offers a humorous take on how deeply people care about topics like André the Giant's actual height, the true diameter of the Death Star, whether Cher is a gay icon, and what picture should accompany the Invisible Pink Unicorn category (if any). Though the page is "not comprehensive" about the full extent to which Wiki-brother has turned on Wiki-brother, enjoy it regardless. Dodge the rounds of friendly fire. And stay out of the way of such dangerously contentious questions as...

• "Is the phrase 'the blast blasted blubber beyond all believable bounds' worthy of inclusion" in the exploding whale category?
• "Is apple pie really "all American"?"
• "Did Daffy Duck father any children?" (Or maybe that should be: any ducklings? Eek!)