Yes, I am suddenly reminded of that creepy weirdo who was a college friend of my third cousin, Chris Gallup, and who ultimately married some Vietnamese girl. That would be quite a stretch to imagine that I would care to hear from him ever again. Yuk! I thought he was horrible, the way I keep hearing demonic messages from him, but I am too nice and polite to bother with verbalizing all of these forgettable points about persons who I had completely forgotten and who I am not interested in talking to. We never talked. He was nothing. Makes me wonder what did Chris say to encourage this nonsense. It is very distracting to be hearing all of this nonsense.
