Craig "Flibberddygibbetts" Ferguson



I LOOOOVE Craig Ferguson!
(He's the uniquely humorous host of CBS's The Late Late Show.)

Previously, (or, possibly currently... if it's in syndication) you could see him in the role of Drew Carey's boss, Mr.(Nigel Algernon) Wick, in The Drew Carey Show.
(A memorable performance in an oddball role... he could often be found finding new ways to fire his employees - those poor sacked-to-bes, more often than not, were all named "Johnson" - or he was losing a testicle, nipple, etc, in some comical incident. Like I said, "oddball".)

Anyway, I Love him... Usually... Well, often...
Hmmmm...
I'm only fudging because, while, Yes, I think I could Really Love Him....
It's just that... Sometimes... Craig... He... Well, sometimes he just....
...Creeps Me Out!

I don't know why, exactly.
The funny thing is that... he and I have some kind of oddball connection.
No, really.
I do not mean in the 'Lady stalking David Letterman and breaking into his home and - when police arrived to arrest her - claiming she was "Mrs. David Letterman"' sort of we have a Connection! way.

I mean that... even though Craig and I have never actually met - in person...
We have some sort of unconscious communication going on.
(No, do not cue the Psycho shower scene music... Yet!)

Before you decide that I'm teetering towards being delusional...
Just give me a moment...
Let me present my evidence before you wave me off:

(The experiences I am going to describe to you are all True and Really Happened.)

(A Little Background:
Since early childhood, I quickly recognized that what I experienced in my version of Reality was not quite the same as what most of the people I observed around me seemed to experience in their version of Reality.

* On several different occasions, I dreamt about plane crashes... and would open the morning paper to find Headlines screaming about... a plane crash that had occurred overnight.

* For a while, I often would finish people's sentences... I was a kid and I thought I was being helpful... saving them time and all... It wasn't too long before I figured out that most people didn't want that kind of help.
(This particular skill - of picking up on what others were going to say before they said it - returned years later... after it had evolved into something Really Interesting.)
(These are rather tame items... I'm saving the Really JUICY (and Bizarro) Ones for another blog... or, perhaps for my first NY Times Best Seller.)

Anyway, back to Craig and I...

So, Like I said, I'm a loyal viewer of The Late Late Show... at least since Craig Ferguson took over the position of Host.

(Before my beloved Craig, there was another host, also named 'Craig'... a big dork by the name of 'Craig Kilborn'.
I used to refer to him as 'Craig Killjoy'...
Needless to say, I wasn't a fan, not then, anyway.

But I am Now.
Yes, I'll admit that I find this Craig's Scottish accent... well, Charming.
But, much more than that...
He's Really Funny!

During the course of any given day, I don't laugh anywhere near as loud and as often as I do when I'm watching/listening to Craig's monologues, skits or interviews.
I often find myself trying to stifle my laughter, so that I don't disturb my roommates... But, Craig makes it hard to stop laughing.

Back to our 'communication'... what I said about Craig sometimes 'Creeping Me Out'...
I can't explain it. I don't know exactly what it is about him, but when it's there... it's there... and it's strong.
I'd mentioned to a few friends of mine that I Love Him/He Creeps Me Out.
What's funny/strange about this is that, after I had made this declaration...
Craig, himself, declared on different several occasions that he 'creeps' himself out, too!

Coincidence?
Hmmm... Perhaps...

But, there's more...

My finishing people's sentences thing continues...
It not only accomodates live-and-in-person situations...
It also works with live or pre-recorded (yet previously unseen by me) events.

Today, for instance...
The event that motivated me to write this particular blog on this particular subject was this:
I had heard something described on TV that mildly annoyed me...
What it was exactly, I couldn't say... there's sooo much on TV that has the potential to be annoying...
Wait a minute... I just remembered what it was...
A commercial for the (un)reality shoe goo called 'survivor' (I refuse to capitalize it, I think so little of the show.)

Anyway...
"Blah... Blah... Blah... "survivor"... 'Postcard to the Planet'... Blah", goes the commercial... (need I mention the unmemorable barbie twins - one of the participating dippy duos... presented in the same commercial. One of the twins is heard saying, "We are going to use our body to win this!... Maybe someone should point out to them that there are Two of Them?")

So, without looking up at the screen... I was busy on my computer. Although I ignore TV commercials for the most part... that specific stupidity got to me...
I remember thinking something critical of it that included referring to them as "Flibberddygibbetts"... or however it is spelled.

Why do I bring this whole thing up?... you might ask?
Well, it has to do with that non-verbal communication Craig and I seem to share...
On The Late Late Show tonight... a couple of hours after I thought about "Flibberddygibbetts"...
Craig Ferguson was in the midst of an interview with the remarkably humble and always fascinating: Sir Anthony Hopkins.

And just Guess what word leaped forth from Craig's lips??

If you guessed "Flibberddygibbetts"... you'd be correct, Sir!

Now, I consider this an unlikely and remarkable, albeit unspectacular, event.

"Flibberddygibbetts" is definitely NOT a word I normally use... daily, weekly, monthly... nor pretty much ever.

And, I've not heard Craig speak it before tonight, either.

Yet, both he and I said... a decidedly rare, odd and not oft-spoken word...
Within two hours of each other... hundreds of miles away from each other...

Although, as I said, I am able to pull up things people are going to say before they say them... When they are as odd words as this... it garners my attention...

Until the next time it happens...

Just a thought.

Peace... and Weird and Wonderful Stuff.
L.