I, for one, am never bored. Generally speaking, I like to fill my spare time by taking care of the laundry that piles up in the corners, the dust that builds up on the tables and the ever-loving paperwork that looms daily on my horizon.

I have my errands, my family obligations, and lest we not forget, the time spent with my taxi service as I take the kids both to and fro.

Still, every once in a while I find myself sitting at the computer and doing anything but being productive. I like to check my email to catch up on family news, ask a couple of offthe wall questions to Jeeves to see if he knows the answer, and every so often I'll check my Facebook page just to see if anyone has written on my wall. But the other day, just for fun, I thought I'd Google my own name and see if anything interesting showed up.

If you've never Googled yourself, you should certainly try it.

You can find websites that offer to share your email address, allocate your phone number, credit score and inform others who you dated in high school all for the low, low price of $49.95.

After all, inquiring minds may want to know.

Some of the stuff I learned about me was no big surprise. I learned that I write for newspapers, that I have four boys who are fodder for that column and that my Facebook page gives me the power to share and make the world connected.

If I so desire.

What I didn't expect was that there were several other Lori Clinches out there. Although some might think that one Lori Clinch is more than enough, I was quite happy to learn that there were others about who share my namesake.

There's a Lori Clinch who graduated in 1988 and lives in Pocatello, Idaho. Not only that, but there's a Lori Clinch who is famous for her jams and jellies, and the real fun one is the Lori Clinch who is facing trial for a heinous crime somewhere in the deep South.

The big bolt from the blue came from the Lori Clinch who is a personal lifestyle wellness coach, strength trainer, and a nutrition and fitness consultant.

Now that's just fun!

I promptly fired an email off to her and said, "Hey! We're both Lori Clinch! Now isn't that just a hoot?"

She never responded. After a week or so, I got to thinking that perhaps she'd never received the email and I sent her yet another and said, "You're Lori Clinch and I'm Lori Clinch, and isn't that just a kick in the pants?" Then I patiently sat back and waited for a response.

Nothing.

This Lori Clinch has websites and contact information galore, so she must be reading her emails. Therefore, I could only assume that she may be unhappy with what I've done with our name. If she took the time to look me up, she might have read that I once flogged the bathroom scale with a makeup brush, have passed out while doing sit-ups, and have lost a total of 1,148 pounds in my life and put each and every one of them back on.

I don't suppose the other Lori would like it if people mistook her for the gal who laces her coffee with cream and won't start her New Year's diet until the last pan of Christmas fudge is gone.

As an exercise guru, I suppose she could only be dismayed by the fact that I put the downward dog right up there with the final stages of labor and am oftentimes so tired that I have to have my 12-year-old swing my arms when I walk.

Generally speaking, I suppose that it's only natural that this other Lori Clinch doesn't want to communicate with a gal who would take her good name and have it turn up on a Google page next to an article titled "Weigh-in Adds Insult to Injury."

But then I have to smile to myself as I ponder this: If she thinks that I've done nothing but ruin her good name, wait until she finds out what the woman down South has done with it.

Lori Clinch is the mother of four sons and the author of the book "Are We There Yet?" You can reach her at www.loriclinch.com.