new way to waste time

When I take the train home from the city I always try to find a newspaper left by a previous passenger. That's how I choose my seat. I don't want the Wall Street Journal and we get the Times so I go for something more tawdry like the Post or the Daily News. Last week I got the Daily News and I found within it--along with details of Britney and Kevin, Jessica and Nick, Paris and Paris (yes her boyfriend's name IS Paris) this game. Obviously I am in sync with all those absurd Britishers.