The following occurred 15 minutes ago at my desk:
Colleague: Hey, Korny, you want to listen to this? I can't stand Colin Meloy.
Me: I'll listen to it.
Colleague: It's yours if you want it.
My computer, a MacBook, did not want it. In fact, it flat out rejected Mr. Meloy's album, "Colin Meloy Sings Live!" by spitting it out every time I put it in the disc drive. I'm gonna trust the ghost here.