Might we get to say goodbye to The Jay Leno Show? Oh, might we? Might we bid adieu to Jay Leno, his inappropriate gay humour, and his self-satisfied yet smarmy demeanor?
I think this excites me in a way about television that I haven't been excited since one of those weirdly titillating, oversized muppets from the Muppet Show, Sweetums, broke into my budding consciousness in the mid-1970s.
Before that icky bit of personal history sinks in too deeply, let's run headlong into the good news, shall we?