Lights! Cameras! Run!

When you're working as hard as I am these days, you miss things.

I didn't notice that the cheapest grade of gas jumped 20 cents in two days to $4.39. I didn't notice I left my shoes at the office (don't ask). And apparently I didn't notice a car crashed into the public library less than a block from me.

I went out this morning on an increasingly rare run and immediately found a group of news stations camped at the corner. One might indicate they were there for local color, but two or more means real news. The more crews, the bigger the story.

This one paled in comparison to the slew of television reporters holding court in July at a house on Sparren. On that run-by, I discovered the gunman behind the horrific mass killings at a Colorado movie theater had grown up in my suburb.

The old Anne would have stopped this morning and asked what's going on, but the new Anne is on a tight schedule for the next couple of weeks. So I just Googled it when I got home.

I'm a little surprised I slept through the crash, the police and EMT crews and the crowds. But maybe I shouldn't be. At least I got to see watch post-crash coverage live and get in a little cardio at the same time.

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