I only caught the last few minutes of Jay Leno’s routine at the annual White House Correspondent’s Dinner (Saturday), but that was quite enough. It was painful to watch. He seemed to be laying one big egg.
He didn’t to me appear to perspire as much as Don Imus did several years ago, during the Clinton administration, when he did his famous flop sweat, but it was bad.
I haven’t closely followed the tiff between Leno and Conan O’Brien, but Conan if he was watching would have to have enjoyed Leno’s pain.
It was not that Leno’s jokes were not funny — they were okay, but it was his lackluster delivery. Come to think of it, that’s what I have noticed about Leno in recent years. He just seems to go through the motions.
I understand that President Barack Obama, who preceded him, was quite funny — I missed it.
Just heard a clip from Obama. He said that VP Biden talked him into going to the dinner, telling him: “This is a big f…ing meal” (a take off from Biden‘s accidental on the microphone “this is a big f…ing deal“ comment on the health care bill signing (I hate to have to explain them).