I really enjoy putting fake names into web forms and sign-up sheets, knowing that eventually someone will sell my name and address. I like to wait and see when these names come back to me. When I lived in a building with a real mailman who would bring mail to my door, he would look at the names and chuckle, sometimes I'd hear him laughing behind my door before he knocked.

About three years ago I went to a street fair and entered my name on a sign-up sheet for a contest as "Hamlet Menses." Sure enough, years later, I hear a cackle on the other side of my door and then a huge THUD - so I poked my head out and the postman actually FELL DOWN THE STAIRS (there were just four stairs so he didn't hurt himself) laughing. He had to come in to pee, he was laughing so hard. He gave me my mail and left the building along to the rest of his route... forgetting to deliver the rest of the mail in the building that day, unless I was the last unit to be delivered in the 39-unit building. Doubtful.

Sorry, postman! They didn't even spell "menses" right.