I'll just reprint what she wrote to me:

Subject: hi, it's stacey dutton

hi patrick,

i just googled myself to see if some info was correct, and i saw your website. nice to know of your interest!

i'm a single mom with two young kids, and since the show was going on the road for the second season, i really couldn't continue as host (couldn't leave the kids, and the show didn't pay enough to take them with me/nanny/home school!!), so sadly, we parted ways. i LOVE LOVE LOVE the cast/crew of that show - we were a happy, happy family.

in the meantime, i'm doing all kinds of other stuff in show biz to keep payin' the bills - i just shot my first feature film, called THE THIRD NAIL. i play a detective, and interestingly enough, charles DUTTON is also in the movie!

my website is terrible, and i don't even know how to check my email! i'm pretty pathetic about it, and should take more interest in it, but i really didn't think anyone would be looking!!

anyway, hope this email answers your questions!

xo,
stacey

So if anyone else googles "Stacey Dutton" and finds me, that's what's going on with her.

I know we live in the age of 500 channels and that there are a lot of folks on TV, but part of the reason I got so hooked into Clean Sweep when it first appeared is because of Ms. Dutton's fun, perky personality. I was sad to see that another host was there for the second season, but I'm glad it was her choice, and not because the folks at TLC dropped her for some reason.

I thanked her for her e-mail. This is the first time someone in the public eye has contacted me because of my writings on the web. Google is an awesome tool.

I wonder if it'll work for others? Kyan Douglas, Kyan Douglas, Kyan Douglas...

Hey, it's worth a shot.

It's been a day of internet communications. I found out that I work on the same street as someone with whom I went to college because of a silly livejournal I started in order to be able to comment on other peoples' livejournals.

The livejournal experience is interesting. I decided that having a blank page just for the sake of posting on other people's comment boards was a waste, so I made the decision to write something semi-regularly (not daily...I'm not that crazy!), but keep it light. Thus, "All Mirth and No Matter."

It's not a laugh riot (I'm no Sara Bunting), but it's not meant to be either soul-searching or a comedy site, just someplace to put random things that amuse me.

Still, I'm starting to see what livejournal does that a hand-coded site doesn't. It can be used more as a communications device or a bulletin board, because responses can be immediate and updates posted frequently.

I like hand-coding. I tried blogging for awhile, and it didn't suit me for a journal, but I like having the livejournal.

At any rate, the friend from college wrote to me and asked me how I knew someone else on livejournal (Jude, who was the ingenue for my author in the play in which I acted last).

Everybody really is six degrees of separation from everybody else. At least it seems that way today.

After having a presence on the 'net since it basically existed (I put up a bunch of very embarassing web pages before the journal), it's interesting that I'm still taken aback by how well it works at bringing people together. For good or ill, the world seems so much smaller to me now than it did 10 years ago.

In two days, I hop a train to visit Greg and some people from The Usual Suspects in Austin; people I would never have known without the existence of the internet. And then I'm off to meet even more Suspects in Cancun.

Who would have thought that I'd end up going to Mexico on my own, knowing there would be people I know but have never met in person there to hang out with?

Well, anyone who lives in the 21st century, I guess.

I guess I'm just feeling a lot of gratitude for what this medium has brought me so far. I've met some terrific people and had some great experiences just by putting some words in an electronic format.

And it continues. The responses to my theatre project keep coming in, and that's amazing. I'm able to communicate with my cousin Christy in Iraq without the time and postage necessary to go through the Postal System. I can discuss my obsession with reality tv with a bunch of people who are even more obsessed than I am.

It's pretty cool, when you think about it.