Skippin' the Lines for The Outer Limits

In life, you gotta take the good with the bad.

Example: If you want to enjoy the inexplicable deliciousness of Chipotle, you do so with the knowledge that your next BM will not be pleasant. There's no way around it.

For me, although I'm bummed to be jobless, the huge upside is that I haven't missed an episode of Conan in 2 weeks.

For a while, watching Conan was like making a trip to Kings Dominion. I kept telling myself it was gonna happen, "Hey... you know what we should do? We should get a bunch of people together, and watch Conan tonight! It'll be awesome!" But much like that elusive trip down 95, it never really panned out.

Now, I don't have an excuse. It's like I moved to Richmond, bought a season pass, and I'm cruising through on a Tuesday afternoon with no lines.

It's been glorious. I've laughed, I've cried, I've laughed some more. One thing, though, is really getting me, and to be honest, it's been getting me for awhile.

Why is it that when they bring out the second guest, the first guest keeps hanging out on the love seat next to the main chair? I don't get it. We've been doing late night talk shows for over 50 years, and somehow we're still going back to this awkward practice. For anybody that's ever gone to a party with a lot of unfamiliar people, you know the awkwardness when you're stuck standing next to two people in a conversation.

"Do I add something here... or do I just do the nod and smile?"

"Do I tell that joke about the priest, the rabbi, and Lance Armstrong's prosthetic nutt? Is that appropriate? It's probably not... it is funny though..."

Not to suggest that forcing conversation between two people that in many cases don't know each other very well isn't awkward, it is. But how does it get less awkward by throwing in another person who doesn't know anybody, and isn't sure the correct "talk show love seat etiquette." It doesn't make sense.

So, Conan, let's make a change. You're making the jump up to the prime time slot. Shock the world. Let's have a celebratory version of "In The Year 2000," let's do some Walker Texas Ranger, and let's let the first guest come out and let's let them go home.

Thanks.