So I had a dream about an old high school classmate last night. Nice girl. We rode the “bus” together. I put bus in quotes because it was a minivan with just the two of us. I don’t really remember much about her at all, except that she had dark hair and freckles, but the dream woke me up and I decided to try and find her.

Classmates.com found her, but she hadn’t signed up yet. Myspace, nothing. All the other social sites, nothing. Google, nothing. Variations on her name, nothing.

So I figured I’d future-bomb Google so that if she ever searched for herself she’d find this.

And, no, the dream wasn’t bad. In fact, it was standing in line at the DMV or something. Truly odd. But I figured I’d try and find her. Maybe she’ll be in touch sometime in the next ten years ;-)