Jon Stewart is on vacation. I went grazing last night. Too many channels. Too much narrowcasting. No one makes shows for me anymore. I am in no one’s demo. Click. Click. Click.
Oh my God. It’s me. I’d stumbled on our late night replay of the 11:00 PM newscast.
Don’t get me wrong. I have watched myself before. This was different. This was a surprise.
There are things I do nearly every night, mannerisms and phrases. There’s nothing wrong with that. In fact it’s to be expected. They stood out last night. I’m not alone in noticing. A co-worker even does an impression of me.
The guy I watched was intense. It’s real intensity. Still, maybe too intense. Not sure. Intense is better than lethargic.
It was just weird watching myself in this unexpected way. There’s just not a better way to explain it.
On the other hand I couldn’t turn away.