I was great, Peter, but I wouldn't say I was the greatest. Oh, wait...you meant Benny. Never mind.

Still more Carnac:

Answer: Shampoo

Question: What do you use when you can't get real poo?

A quick personal story. When I was preparing to launch a late-night talk show for CBS to go opposite Johnny (what the hell was I thinking?), the tabloids were trying to create a feud between the two of us. One of them showed a cover photo of me scowling with a caption along the lines of "I'll knock the old man off!" While I assumed Johnny was smart enough to know I never said--or even thought--such a thing, I still worried that he might get the wrong idea. One day my phone rang, and it was Freddie De Cordova, Carson's longtime producer, who told me that Johnny had asked him to call to let me know that I shouldn't worry about stuff like that; it comes with the territory. What a kind gesture it was, and how insightful of him to know I needed the assurance.

James...

Though my CBS talk show lasted just a year and change, I continue to do it every night in my basement. Ruth Buzzi was on last night and had some pretty funny Laugh-In stories to tell. 

Yes it is, Fred. But I was having a particularly good day when it was taken.

It is incredible to me that this whole issue began with a misunderstanding. It's been nearly twenty years since renowned climatologist and champion amateur fisherman, Dr. Hadley Murchenson warned that his favorite bait was being over-harvested. His clarion call on the subject of global worming has since been distorted by fellow scientists, and his untimely death in 2003 from a severe carp bite ended his efforts to clarify the matter. 

You're right, Peter. It's generally my beautiful blue-green eyes.

How about me? I tape six shows in one day. This Ricochet  multiple tie scandal is mushrooming!

Please, Ricocheters, show some humanity. It's easy to kick a man when he's down. Which I why I want to report that three additional cable networks have announced they are also firing him, just to save time and money.

(By the way, I, too, was a big fan of Keith's in his early sports days, both locally and at ESPN.)

An apology? No problem, Diane. That's his best thing.

I miss the days of two genders. Seems so long ago.

Katie...

Andrew would have loved your post. Thanks.

It's the same reason you find the words "serving suggestion" on so many labels in the grocery store, lest you be misled into thinking there actually is a steak inside that bottle of steak sauce or a glass of milk inside that TV dinner.

I don't remember their name, but I believe they were from somewhere in New England.

On another weather-related note, Troy, I recently found a golfball the size of a hailstone.

I'll ask 'im.