So i got to this

So i got to this story in the Times: Driver Who Mowed Down 19 Returned to Hit 7. A very bizarre story about a solitary guy who lives with his mother and goes wacky. It’s kind of hard to follow. As i was reading it, it was a struggle to keep up.

Bloodstains were found on the car’s seat. After learning that the car was registered to Mr. Popadich, investigators expanded their search across New Jersey and into Pennsylvania after they discovered that his credit card had been used at Pennsylvania Station in Manhattan to buy an Amtrak ticket to Philadelphia. He apparently took the train to Trenton, where he stayed Wednesday night, and then took another train to northern New Jersey early yesterday.

Egads. Too much brain power on that one. Only if you live in the tri-state area would you know that Trenton is a stop on the Philly train (i think, i’m actually not sure). But yeah, this is a weird story and i bet it’s on the tri-state news twice and hour every hour. I am so removed from this stuff. Obviously i don’t get too much local NYC news here in Paris. I’m sure there is equally trashy local news here in Paris, but i haven’t the resolve to sit through a half hour of local news in French. It’s all i can do get through 15 minutes of international news, just to count how many wars are going on.

Anyway, if i were back in the city, i’m sure i’d be well in step with this bizarre story as well as Greta Van Sustren’s surgery and whatever else clutters up the last 20 mins of the half-hour newscast. It sounds kinda snotty (hey maybe it is), but it’s really nice not to have that crap swimming around in my brain, and 7 months of it too, it’s like a brain enema.

I can’t resolve this: I long for television, i miss it; but i like my brain so much better without it.

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