My previous entries on this topic included the ultra-embarassing Bill O'Reilly and the somewhat respectable (if you're a left-leaning gal with a taste for Philly accents) Chris Matthews.
I also once had a 2-day "admiration" of Brian Williams after seeing an hilarious interview with him on Conan O'Brien. Come to think of it, Conan even made Sam Dondalson seem "hip".
I don't think I have revealed, though, my former deep-seated animosity toward Matt Lauer - which subsided once he shaved his head and (from personal media sources) really p*ssed off NBC brass. That was kinda cool!
Ew, and yuk, Anderson Cooper does NOTHING for me. Donny Deutsch - uh, let's just say his name says it ALL!!! (Ryhmes with "swoosh!")
Last year I attended the Pride parade, in part, to see Mike Barz on the WGN float. I screamed something stupid and he responded in kind by pointing to me and making some sort of friendly gesture. *sigh*
In college I was friends/coworkers with a guy who later became a sportcaster on the west coast. He had nothing in common with my friend B and I - us gals being kooky alt-rock and hip-hop dj's, he the hyper-preppy jock/frat dude. But one day, as "Todd", B, and I ran errands for the radio station, we noticed he was wearing white, and rather revealing tennis shorts. Somehow B and I became fixated on his thighs. Damn, he had some GORGEOUS thighs. Strong, but not too bulky. We're talking Michaelangelo proportions here. Oh yeah, and a great ass, too! I can still recall B and I giggling over our concurrent discovery of Todd and his wonderthighs. I think this is the point in time when my head was turned away from the pasty rock band guys who visited the station and toward the "I wear my ambition on my sleeve" driven news and sports reporters.
As I have noted before, my media crushes last about a week and then, poof, I tend to start changing the channel. Its important to note this factoid, lest you think me some sort of highly-focussed stalker b*tch. I practically have ADD when it comes to crushes so no need for any of these quasi-celebs to fret.
As noted in a few entries below I'm currently swooning to the slightly marble-mouthed delivery of WGN news weathercaster and occasional features reporter,
Paul Konrad. He is so un-pretty boy that, I guess its a refreshing change for me. He has an adorable smile and a dry sense of humor that appeal to me, although I continue to question his hairstyle choice (a buzz cut of some sort.) He is at his most crush-able when he's on location doing a features story, or wacky on-air stunt, because honestly, when he's in front of the weather screen in his navy blazer he appears heftier than a cumulonimbus cloud! Outside shots really let his personality shine through; or maybe its just more flattering lighting? Anyway, without further ranting, here are some pics retrieved from the wide world of the internet.
Bad hair but pretty eyes.
Paul showing that great smile that doesn't come across on TV as well.
Listen up people, Paul's got something to say!
After doing a little research, I also discovered (as I suspected) that Paul and I were both at NU at the same time - he as a grad student, and me as a lame freshman. Considering his field of study and my penchant for hanging around the radio station, I KNOW that we had to have been in the same campus building at some time or another. Somehow there are always "six degrees of separation" for me...
Coming soon to a blog near you: my real-life antagonism of a cable-access tv show host and the birth of The Wig.
