Okay, my father actually went to his local Jewish newspaper to ask about this chick in Seattle. Unfortunately, the editor thought it was a great idea, and while he couldn't give out her address, he said if my dad wrote a letter to her at the local paper with my contact info, the local paper would forward it to her in Seattle. This can only end badly. In other news, a Hong Kong company has invented a virtual girlfriend that lives in your cell phone and demands attention, conversation (in the form of text messages) and gifts (virtual flowers and diamonds and the like that consumers can buy but don't actually translate into anything physical). I beg you: If one of your friends gets one of these, hit him. Hard. Anyone who spends their money on buying an imaginary woman imaginary flowers and diamonds deserves to be smacked around.