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11.02.2006,11/02/2006 03:14:00 PM
It's the End of an Era, Folks...
Okay, okay, so I know this is practically old news, but dammit! I'm still really sad about this!

Bob Barker Retiring after 35 years on Price is Right

I can remember being four years old and watching The Price is Right, sitting in front of the TV despite my Mom telling me that if I sat that close to the TV my eyes would go bad (She's probably right, you know, because I'm blind as a freakin' bat.) At that tender age, I wanted to marry Bob Barker, something I now know would be just creepy. But at four, watching him on TV, seeing all those ladies kiss him on the cheek, well, I thought he was the shiznit. My four-year-old mind also used to think, "but what if they alreay HAVE a dinette set? Can they ask for another prize?" Yeah, I'm a dork.

And who can forget those rare treats when you got to stay home from school, and at 10 am you would turn the channel to CBS and watch happily as the announcer would say:

"Here it comes from the Bob Barker Studio at CBS in Hollywood! Television's most exciting hour of fantastic prizes, the fabulous sixty-minute "Price is Right!"

When I got older, I stopped watching it, mainly because of the whole 8-to-5 thing, but when I was unemployed, I kinda got back into it. Of course, I don't think it's as good as it was when I was younger, but Plinko is still Plinko, and the little mountain climber guy still falls off the mountain when somebody guesses too high on how much a product costs. Every time I watch that show I'm transported back to a simpler time, when I didn't have to worry about paying car payments or buying groceries.

It truly is the end of an era. I suddenly feel as if the last link to my childood is gone, kind of like when your parents sell the house you grew up in to move to a retirement community in Florida. Just another indication that I'm getting old.

Sigh. We'll miss you, Bob. Daytime TV just won't be the same without you.
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