I woke up from a nap this afternoon singing "I ain't afraid of no ghosts". Which, you know, I'm not, but that doesn't quite explain how it got in my head.
Later, I moved a book and found the movie "Ghostbusters" sitting on the ledge of the entry way. Lyn says friends from work sent it for her to watch.
I may not be afraid of no ghosts, but this was a little freaky.