Erm. A business contact found my blog through playing with Google.

This is the weirdest story ever.

I get a call from someone I talk to, for business, very occasionally (he works for the PR agency of a major cleaning-products manufacturer). He asked me if I was familiar with "Googlewhacking," or the art of finding one page, no more no less, by searching two unrelated terms on Google. Well, he was Googlewhacking (that sounds dirty, but it isn't), and entered "nosocomial treehouse."

He ended up finding my site (ex-Candidate's Wife, which I haven't updated recently because of my "move" to the Wisconsinite). He didn't think anything of it at first, until he noticed the name sounded familiar (the "Rosenzweig" threw him), Wisconsin references, etc.

I guess, the two morals of the story? Be careful what you put your name on (not that I'm ever naughty in my blogs -- my parents read them), and damn, it's a small world.