At my little exercise class this morning, there was a lady there who had brought her son named Chase (it’s at the church, so lots of people bring their kids, and they play in the other half of the gym while we work out), and he kept running around, and she kept saying, “Chase, No running,” or “Stop chasing her, Chase.” And I was just giggling inside, thinking, Why would you name your son ‘Chase’ if you don’t want him chasing.  Am I just weird that way?