Can't recall when I first noticed this peculiar late-night TV talk show host staring into the camera.
This Scot was standing way too close to the camera. I was intrigued.
My late night television habit had included watching David Letterman at 11:35 p.m. on week nights.
But my viewing habit spilled into The Late, Late Show that came on at 12:37 a.m.
Gradually I came to enjoy Craig Ferguson's laid-back, irreverent approach to interviewing guests, and his self-depreciating sense of humor.
And his strange sidekick, a talking skeleton.
And his other sidekick, who actually were two people inside a horse costume.
Or his fake feuds with his helpless producer over which words should be bleeped.
Ferguson never took himself too serious, which was endearing. But his show has drawn to an end after 10 years on CBS.
Truth be told, my allegiance has shifted recently to Seth Meyers' show on the same time on NBC, since I've enjoyed his taken on headlines ever since he worked the Weekend Update desk on Saturday Night Live.
Timing my TV habits just right, I could catch Ferguson's monologue after Meyers' each night.
I'll miss Craig's wit and style.
Well played, Craig.