While showering today, I was daydreaming about a website for political candidates that would list promises made alongside promises kept. As someone who votes, I would appreciate this information before heading to the polls. I was feeling all uppity about my Very Important Shower Thoughts and was in the middle of naming my hypothetical site EffectiveOrNot.com when I was immediately haunted by memories of HotOrNot.com and the Ghost of Internet Past.

In college, I was a moderator for Hot or Not and was so good at spotting all the cheaters (people who hid their contact information in the captions of photos) that I was promoted to some elite moderator level, which was only cool to the two guys who convinced me to join in the first place (in the hopes that I would help them find and connect with "babes"). To clarify: I volunteered my time looking through low-quality photographs of people who were more Not than Hot and checking that the photos and their captions met a certain set of guidelines for the site. And when mistakes were made by other moderators, I went to an exclusive forum to tattle on them.

I have been repressing this humiliating memory for ten years now, but I guess you don't get a say in what kind of humble pie the Ghost of Internet Past will bring or when he will bring it. But maybe I'll stay home and skip the shower tomorrow just to be safe.