RIP TR
I'm super bummed about Tim Russert. I had a crush on him/wished he was my dad/wished he was my professor/wished we could have had a drink and I could have learned all his gossip and secrets. Yesterday I was driving in a recently-flooded part of Greenwood, Indiana when my cell phone rang and the weird radio station interrupted with a special report about the death of a broadcast news legend. I thought FO SHO it was Walter Cronkite, who is 91. But Tom Brokaw announced that it was TIM RUSSERT!! I literally yelped and covered my hand over my mouth. The phone ringing was a coworker who just found out and knows about my Thing for Russert. Bless him for knowing to call me.
One of the joys of Monday morning was listening to the Meet the Press podcast. And one of the joys of coming home from work .. on politically important days .. was Hardball when he would be a guest. A few weeks ago, I became his 'fan' on Facebook and it wasn't at all ironic. I'm sad for his son and wife and dad, Big Russ. And I'm sad that he didn't get to see the outcome of this election. And on the selfish end, I'm sad that I won't be able to be with him and his whiteboard on Nov 4th. He was just the kind of truly good guy that you need to remind you not to hate journalists. Reminder, again - life isn't fair.
Oh, also, he died in a vocal booth at NBC! How awful! The coworker that called me is often in a vocal booth at my office (we're involved with television production), so I'm offering to accompany him any time he has to record something so he doesn't die alone. :)
One of the joys of Monday morning was listening to the Meet the Press podcast. And one of the joys of coming home from work .. on politically important days .. was Hardball when he would be a guest. A few weeks ago, I became his 'fan' on Facebook and it wasn't at all ironic. I'm sad for his son and wife and dad, Big Russ. And I'm sad that he didn't get to see the outcome of this election. And on the selfish end, I'm sad that I won't be able to be with him and his whiteboard on Nov 4th. He was just the kind of truly good guy that you need to remind you not to hate journalists. Reminder, again - life isn't fair.
Oh, also, he died in a vocal booth at NBC! How awful! The coworker that called me is often in a vocal booth at my office (we're involved with television production), so I'm offering to accompany him any time he has to record something so he doesn't die alone. :)