NPR

I miss NPR. National Public Radio. A pretty good amount. I suppose that really I just miss driving, but there's so much to write about that that I could never do it justice, so I'll write about NPR.

I remember one of the first times I listened to NPR was when I was with Mom and Mitch Albo and Virginia Heffernan were talking about their book The Underminer, written in second-person, full of passive-aggressiveness. The entire point of the book was just to show how horrible passive-aggressive people really are. Some of the best lines were "Hey, do you still like your new haircut? .... Oh, yeah, I love it! I just wanted to make sure you do, too." Or, "Oh my god, I just saw your ex-boyfriend and he is the HOTTEST thing I have ever seen." Or, "Wow, your guitar player is really talented!" You kind of had to hear the whole story, and have it done in their voices, but I ended up buying and reading the whole book and falling in love with NPR.

When I got my own car [my dad's old Infinity Q45], just about all I listened to was NPR, WHYY 90.9. Part of it was because the car didn't have a CD player, and who wants to hook that up? But part of it was also because I just loved NPR.

I liked driving alone with NPR on... It was nice to, for a couple minutes a day, I suppose, just think about whatever you wanted to think about, and if you got tired or lost of your own thoughts, you could listen to someone else's on NPR. It would give you new ideas on things and keep you up to date with the world. There were, I'm sure, dozens of times when I started stores with, "So I was listening to NPR the other day and..." And Wait, Wait, Don't Tell Me would make you laugh at the same time. It was too bad I was never driving between 4PM and 5PM on Saturdays...

So I guess what I'm saying is, I'd like to be able to drive here, while listening to NPR. I don't know where to exactly, or exactly why. I think I'd just like to get in a car and listen to NPR and see what's going on in the world and think about it more often than I do right now. [It's hard to stay up with the world at college] But I suppose I can't do that until at least next year...

Peace out.