I briefly dated CNN anchor Kyra Phillips.
She and I went out for a few months back in the mid-90s, while we were both working at KCBS in Los Angeles. Given the Kafkaesque nature of daily life at KCBS, it could easily be argued that our little fling was nothing more than the natural and understandable product of trauma -- kind of like two people trapped in the same prison camp coming together simply to provide some measure of comfort in the madness. But the truth is that Kyra and I just hit it off and, greased by a steady diet of weekend alcohol, wound up seeing more of each other than either of us had probably planned.
It was never exclusive. It was never very serious. It just was what it was.
I bring this up as a means of saying that I really do have a special place in my heart for Kyra. She's an incredibly cool chick and one who somehow manages to pull off the impressive feat of being equal parts intense and completely laid-back.
Which is why I may chuckle every time she winds up doing something mildly embarrassing on television -- screwing up a line; taking an open mic into the bathroom with her while on the air -- but it's never out of any kind of spite.
Still, you can imagine the certain kind of laugh I'm getting out of hearing Kyra Phillips inadvertently say "cunt" on national television. It happened yesterday while she was introducing a guest contributor. She stumbled over the first syllable in "contributor," which doesn't seem like a very big deal -- until you hear it.
I have to figure it was an innocent mistake.
Right?
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