Tag Archives: Craig Ferguson

Basket case

If you watch Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson with any regularity — and you know I certainly do — you’ve no doubt noticed…

The fruit basket

It’s Craig’s new way to bid guests good-bye.  Instead of an awkward pause or a big cash prize or a harmonica duet, guests are sent on their way with the exotic fruit of their choice.

After Craig makes an innuendo or two.

Well, today I discovered a new fruit that absolutely needs to be added to that basket.  Heck, you could fill the whole thing with ‘em — they are that perfect for Craig’s sense of humor.

Meet the rambutan.

It grows in Southeast Asia, looks like a cousin of the Audrey II in Little Shop of Horrors, and is reportedly sweet and sour and slightly grape-like and gummy to the taste.

But I’m pretty sure Craig would just be excited that they look like little hair balls.

Creepy alien-looking hairy balls.

Blue room

I’ve never wondered before why the lights are blue on Radio City Music Hall.

Tonight they could have served as a signal –

Craig Ferguson is in the house…and things are gonna get dirty.

They actually went blue before Craig made it on stage.  His warm-up act, Josh Robert Thompson — the voice of Geoff Peterson, the gay robot skeleton on The Late Late Show — did 20 minutes of impressions.  His take on Morgan Freeman, Matthew McConaughey, Regis Philban and Liam Neeson had a common theme…

They were all talking while having sex.

(Josh did apologize to his mother, who was in the audience.)

But of course, Craig never says he’s sorry.  He made fun of Nazis, Canadians and his beloved Shark Week.  He spent a lot of time visiting and revisiting his favorite parts of the female anatomy.  His set had energy and profanity and, as always, at least one joke.

So glad I was in on it.

Here come the players

After what has seemed like an endless hiatus, Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson is back tonight (or early in the morning) with new shows in their brand-spanking-new studio.  I’m really excited.

You know who’s not excited?

CBS.

Craig likes to joke that the CBS brass don’t know he’s on the air.  That he can get away with the nonsense that he does because they simply don’t have a clue that there is a show on after David Letterman. It’s funny schtick.

I’m starting to believe him.

Tonight’s new Late Late Show is going to be broadcast from his shiny new studio — a studio that was part of Craig’s two-year contract renewal.  One might assume this cost CBS a little bit of pocket change.  So you’d think they might want to promote the event.

A little.

But to date, I have seen nary a promo on TV.  Nothing in print.  Even CBS.com doesn’t mention it, not even on the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson page.

Pitiful.

Come to think of it — I did get a tweet yesterday.

But I think it was from someone like me, anxious for the shows to begin.

He’s who

Look who’s on the cover of Entertainment Weekly?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It’s quite a coup for the good doctor, who I am embarrassed to say I had never heard of until Craig Ferguson schooled me during episodes of Late Late Show. I now know what a TARDIS is and am proud to have a dog named after a central character…

For now, anyway (sniff).

Enjoy ‘officially’ taking over the USA, Dr. Who.  We who already follow you, salute you.

Banana bats

Is it time for another blog post on Craig Ferguson?

I think so, yes.

CraigyFerg (as he is known on Twitter) was chatting it up with his followers yesterday when Spellchek corrected his Latin entry to read “primate nocturnal”…which led Craig to the inevitable inspiration –

Vampire Monkeys

People suggested names.  (Orangutangula and VanHelchimp were Craig’s favs.)  He even chatted it up in his monologue last night.   And today?

It. Is. Risen.

And strangely enough, looks a lot like Craig.

It’s a great day for America, everybody.

 

One hit wonder

What’s your fantasy band name?

I confess, I’ve never given it much thought.

Until now.

In a current TV ad campaign, a teenage boy asks Siri to remember the band name “Migraine Headache.”

And the terminally-quick Craig Ferguson will label any funny-sounding phrase he utters as the name of his band or the movie he’s writing.

And now I find myself doing the same.

Funny headline on nytimes.com?  Could be a band name.  Someone posts a photo on Twitter or Facebook with an odd title?  Band name.  Someone misspeaks in everyday conversation?  Band name!

My favorite from last night’s Twitter feed?

Mid-Winter Popsicle

Don’t steal that one.  It’s mine.

Time’s tell

Earlier this week, Lauren Graham of NBC’s Parenthood paid a visit to the Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson.

Between tales of the family drama’s new season and a strip club visit, Lauren displayed a habit of sticking her tongue out of one corner of her mouth.

Of course, Craig just had to point out her nervous tick to the audience.  Lauren didn’t seem upset at being exposed; she was more worried that the gesture was a sign of her impending age.

Which got me thinking — do I have a geezer habit?

I’ve been trying to be more self-aware this week.  And I’ve noticed when I walk the dog, I tend to roll and pop my neck while I’m waiting for Rory to do his business.

I wonder if my neighbors — who see me pass four times or more each day — noticed this habit years ago.  Heck, I may even have a neck-related nickname that I don’t even know about.

“Cracky” definitely needs to start watching that.

Johnny on the spot

For someone who doesn’t stay up all that late, I spend a lot of time watching late night television — about three or more hours each day, thanks to my DVR.

I should really be thanking Johnny Carson.

After all, he created the late night genre as we know it. All the current late night hosts have cited Carson as a major influence.

None of them are Carson, but they all have little pieces of him in their repertoire.

Jimmy Fallon has his joy.  David Letterman his creativity.  Conan his self-doubt.  Craig Ferguson his dirty mind.  And Jay Leno?

Well, Jay Leno just has his time slot.

It’s hard to believe that it was 19 years ago today that Carson signed off after hosting the Tonight Show for 30 years:

And so it has come to this: I, uh — am one of the lucky people in the world; I found something I always wanted to do, and I have enjoyed every single minute of it.

I want to thank the gentlemen who’ve shared this stage with me for thirty years, Mr. Ed McMahon — Mr. Doc Severinsen — and — you people watching, I can only tell you that it has been an honor and a privilege to come into your homes all these years and entertain you — and I hope when I find something that I want to do, and I think you would like, and come back, that you’ll be as gracious in inviting me into your home as you have been.

I bid you a very heartfelt good night.

Be heard

If you’ve read The Sticky Egg with any regularity, you’ve got a strong stomach…and you’ve also probably noticed my girlie crush — veering on obsession — with Craig Ferguson, host of The Late Late Show on CBS.

What can I say?  He moves me.

On last night’s program, Craig opened the show by discussing his latest quandary:

Should he put the earring back in his left ear?

Craig removed the jewel when he started hosting the show six years ago, and had planned to start wearing it again when he turned 60.  Apparently yesterday morning he felt 60, so he popped it in…but then just as quickly took it back out.  He didn’t think it looked right.

Personally, I’ve always thought an earring on a man in a suit looks a bit out of place.  If a guy is going to wear an earring, it seems like his entire wardrobe should be a bit more casual.   So, if Craig were to start wearing his earring again, I would think his on-screen clothing would need to be reevaluated.

But that’s just me.

What do you think?  Vote in my online poll below, and I’ll share the results with Craig’s producers, who I’m sure will react accordingly.

(Oh yes…they read The Egg.)

Xmas in a box

The late night shows debuted their holiday decor this week.

You can tell a lot about a host by his tinsel.

Dave, Jimmy and Jimmy have gone the more traditional route — the scatter of lights, poinsettias, a tree or two.  Their sets look festive in the way you might expect.  Heck, they may be using last year’s decorations.

Who would notice?

You  will definitely remember Conan’s. His approach to trimming the set this year is more akin to projectile vomiting.  His stage makes Clark Griswold’s house look dark and neglected.  Dinosaurs.  Giant sandwiches.  A robot rabbi.

It’s gawdy and fabulous, but people with pacemakers best beware.

In sharp contrast, Craig Ferguson’s stage still suffers from bad lighting and leaks from the rain.  He seems filled with the Christmas spirit, but his budget extends only to a small, lighted desktop tree — that he plugged in with a flourish — and a Santa cap for Geoff Peterson, his robot skeleton sidekick.

Funny.  After watching both shows, I realized I preferred the simplicity of Craig’s display.  It has that authentic Charlie Brown quality, whereas Conan’s feels like the need to show off…to splatter his ego and budget all over the place to prove that he is back in the game.

Rudolph syndrome, no doubt.

Chill, CoCo.