My love for Kelly Ripa is second only to my love for Regis Philbin. So you can understand my dismay when I hopped on the elliptical this morning and heard this:
I'm petrified Anderson Cooper or Bryant Gumble* is going to replace Reeg and I will never be able to watch again. Even though Bryant shares my birthday, so I do feel a little kindred spirity toward him. Admittedly, I think the time has come for Regis. Last week when the guys from Jersey Shore were on R kept referring to Snooki as Snoozie. I'm pretty sure he really thought that was her name (which would be ridiculous, right?!). And he totally deserves retirement, I'm just scared this is going to turn into a Drew Carey/The Price Is Right catastrophe (does anyone even watch anymore? Does DC truly care if we spay or neuter our pets? Me thinks not!)
*If you are a fan of Anderson or Bryant, or Eek! if you ARE Anderson or Bryant (or Drew for that matter) my deepest apologies. I don't know what my problem is- I just don't care for them (you). It's just as inexplicable as my dislike for cantaloupe.