“David Letterman” is another name on my lengthy roster.
My preference for uncool Arsenio Hall and Jay Leno over hipster favorites like Conan and Letterman slots me into the “untouchable” caste of Generation X’ers.
But the simple truth is: David Letterman has (almost) always creeped me out.
I say “almost” because I started out as a loyal Letterman fan, back in 1980, when he hosted a live network morning show.
Yep, you read that right.