Amid taking care of Carole and being chief cook and bottle washer at home, I'm still paying off my Car Karma from the years I was vehicleless. Yes, despite my best efforts, I've become a *shudder* Responsible Adult.
But still. She likes rap/hip-hop and has eschewed my collection. Fine as far as it goes, but if she's going to ride in my car, she's going to listen to my music. I still have some Sirius XM from the trial subscription, currently set to the 50s station. A Patsy Cline song came on, I Fall To Pieces.
"You know," I say conversationally, "later in her career she became a major rap star."
"Well, no. I just made that up."