Every now and then, I find myself acting dangerously white. One of the hazards of being white is listening to NPR. Of course, I've developed some aural crushes while there:
Ira Glass and his girly voice make me all tingly.
(Seriously, could he be any cuter?)
Ari Shapiro is almost too hot for radio. Plus he has a husband, so I'd best step off.
And dear, dear Terry. Oh, how I wish I could have a gay marriage with her sometimes, just to hear her talk in bed.