So, we’ve finally reached the last night of reruns for a while. Thank goodness! I was starting to get a little bleary-eyed there. It’s not that you’re boring, rerun or not, it’s just that I miss that fantastic endorphin rush whenever I turn on The Late Late Show and witness your wonderful quick humor. I do readily admit that I tend to experience a sort of giddy glee when you’re on. Do not confuse giddy glee with Geddy Lee. We’re talking two separate Rushes here.
Can we somehow coordinate our vacations next time? Sure, I taped three episodes (that I’m still writing up) while I was gone last week, but did you really have to take your vacation upon my return? I’m feeling a little neglected here. I need my Scottish infusion, dammit! As much as I love Billy Connolly, watching him on Real Time with Bill Maher was certainly nowhere near as entertaining as watching your fine show five nights a week.
That’s the sad truth. I’m hooked. I need my Ferguson fix. Laughter is supposed to be the best medicine and I could use a few laughs in my life anymore. As I have said in the past, you began hosting right before I injured my back. Ever since, you’ve been the light at the end of the tunnel. The silver lining on my cloudy days. The reason I can smile through the pain when the medication doesn’t work. It’s pathetic (for me, anyway) and very true. But this is good news for you! I mean, you have the power to make people smile and laugh and feel good! Not many have that gift. You use it well, too.
I tried to watch The Big Tease and Born Romantic to satisfy the Craig cravings. They helped. A little. It’s just not the same thing. I want you being you on weeknights! I also tried to imagine the fantasy guest episode of The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson to pass the time. Of course, I’d be on there. Duh. That’s a no-brainer. John Ritter would be there. As would Robert Urich. And John Denver. Yes, I realize that’s a cast that would be appropriate only for Halloween, but it is almost that time of year, right? Seriously, though, I have always loved those three men. Their names came up the other night when I was chatting with a blogger who mentioned he’d been at the taping of your show that featured Ann Coulter. He’s the second person to taunt me with that. Fine. Whatever.
Anyway, my friend and I spoke about who I’d love to see on your show. I’m all over the map musically. While Denver could be the musical guest, I think I’d rather see some of my current living favorites catch a break. Joe Bonamassa, Anthony Gomes, Billy Thompson, Billy Watson, the Stoney Curtis Band, J.D. Simo, and/or Ben Robinson, just to name a few. Oh, what a job that would be, choosing your musical guests!
Despite that flight of fancy, I am still sad that you were gone all week. Sigh.
I suppose I should get busy on those shows I taped last week. I’ll get there. Eventually. I just wanted to get this out and let you know that, as wonderful as your reruns are, your fans miss the fresh stuff.
Your cheeky wee monkey and saucy little minx,
P.S. Did I mention that you should consult my calendar before you decide to take time off again? Well, I meant it! Naughty little pony.
P.P.S. Did you know that your IMDB listing currently displays the ad for Vampire Bats?
Learn to laugh again. Check out The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson on CBS, Monday-Friday, 12:30 PM, Pacific. If you can’t stay up that late and/or refuse to record the show, you can always catch up on the monologues and skits on the LLS website.
About the author: Joan’s fascination and adoration of Craig Ferguson is little more than silly fantasy, with a dash of lust, the likes of which are common amongst single 39 year-old women. She lives many miles safely south of Los Angeles and CBS Studios. She’s also currently recovering from a day of dealing with the media. Yes, Joan has her moments. And, no, it wasn’t related to any restraining order violations.