Can I See Some ID, Please?

Rummaging through a box in the garage looking for the stapler today I found this, my 8th grade student ID. The 8th grade. Wow. If it weren't for the internet, there are people from the 8th grade that I would have never spoken to again. In many ways the internet is a time machine and gives you the chance to travel back in time and reconnect with someone you wouldn't have seen or spoken with unless you hired a private investigator or used some other form of tracking someone down. The 8th grade...