I know I'm late on the boat here, but I just wanted to say how much I'm going to miss Johnny Carson. Yes, I know he hasn't been on the air in years, but I have such fond memories of him. I think many of us do. The stupid gags, the nights when he'd have animals on (anyone remember Joan Embry?), his monologues with the golf swing at the end. And, of course, the guests. It was a nighttime ritual. Get ready for bed while listening to that familiar music kick in and then curl up for a few minutes and watch some up and coming comedian or old-time Borscht belt veteran. Great stuff. He had class, that man, a quality which few people today have and fewer still appreciate.
Back in college my group of friends used to have monthly theme parties. Come as your favorite ex-President. Celebrate arbor day. That kind of thing. One time we had a party where you weren't allowed in unless you brought with you a "famous person." Basically, you had to bring along someone who had the same name as a celebrity. Great party. Someone brought their 80-year old aunt, Betty White. Another person brought along Pat Garret who, in addition to being credited with the killing of Billy the Kid was, apparently, also a banker in San Francisco. I searched high and low for a celebrity and was saved the day before the party by discovering that my neighbor went to a dentist named, yup, Johnny Carson.
I love that I once brought Johnny Carson to a party.
Thanks for the laughs, Johnny. We're gonna miss you.