Paper woman

Because of some schedule and living changes, I have been reading the morning newspaper on-line for the past several months. I can read that paper later in the day, but, news junkie that I am, I want to check the headlines first thing, to read local news, and to see the obituaries.
I find the on-line local paper experience lacking and I am surprised at this.
I am very comfortable with reading a wide assortment of texts on the web: blogs; journals; web sites of organizations. The web allows me to access so much more than my subscription budget does.
The newspaper as a physical experience, however, is part of my life ritual. The feel of the crinkly paper. The turning of pages and sharing of sections with another reader or readers. The dirty fingers after reading the Sunday edition. The comics page. The photos. The inserts. The editorial cartoons. The obits: Are there a lot today? Pictures of the deceased?
It isn't the same on line. Much of the content is there. But the feel of the news on paper, even hours old, is part of what I want. I want to read each section, see the ads, notice the typo's, do the puzzle and be able to cite Doonesbury, Dr. Donahue, and Mark Hare later in the day. I'll never be completely weaned of the newsprint.