May 24, 2005 21:21
So I've been reluctant to post since I got home Sunday night. Philly was good, although I had some low moments. I was in that weird, surrounded by people but feeling lonely and wanting to just be alone state that I sometimes get in. Then, on the way home we heard on that radio that my morning news guy -- Lopez -- died on Sunday morning. He's been battling cancer for the last year and finally succumbed to it. I've been pretty devastated by it and feeling weird about it because I didn't know him personally or anything. But I've been listening to him since I was a kid. He's been the news guy on the 98 Rock morning show for 28 years. He's seen a variety of co-hosts (some awesome, some unbelievably bad) come and go, but he's been a fixture of the station since the first year 98 Rock went on the air. He was amazing and wonderful and lots of people hated him for his ultra-liberal views while respecting him for his generally unbiased reporting. Journalism was very important to him, he cared about his craft. Last year they had one of those reporters who'd been discovered for making up stories (I'm too lazy to look up the guy's name right now) and Lopez ripped him to shreds on air for giving journalists a bad name. He skewered him for then going out and writing a book about it and making money off his deceiving people. It was brilliant.
So anyway... Lopez rocked my world every morning and now he's gone and I will miss him very much. But life goes on.
Now I'm going to go try to finish my two Kink/Cliche stories that were due yesterday.