Why is my 84 year old dad watching “Funny Girl”?
. . . and why is People stuck in my head?
I don’t usually mind having a song stuck in my head, especially if it’s a song that I know all the words to. If I don’t know the words, it just skips in my internal soundtrack like an LP record without a penny on the arm. “People who need people are the loneliest . . . er, luckiest (?) people” — oh rats.
Mom’s out of town and Dad has the remote to himself — so WHY is he watching Barbra Streisand all alone in the living room?