Farrah Fawcett made another valiant attempt at Late Night With David Letterman last night. For those who haven't been paying attention, her first appearance on Late Night was a fiasco. Many people theorized that she was under the influence of some mind-altering substance; she was distracted, unfocussed, wandering.

I've seen all three appearances, and I no longer think she was on something. I think she's just dumb. They have all been exactly the same. Letterman is just as gentle as he can be, as if he were working with a small child, and yet she interrupts him, talks over the top of him, aplogizes for it, giggles, and loses her train of thought. He asks a question, and there is a long, uncomfortable pause. Is she is trying to understand the question? Is she trying to judge whether her answer will result in more embarrassment? Do we care?

Jessica Simpson has made a successful franchise out of ditziness, although I have a sneaking suspicion that Simpson is a great deal smarter than her television persona. Fawcett actually seems to BE an idiot.

She was on Letterman to promote her upcoming reality show on TV Land, Following Farrah. I can think of few shows that I was rather see LESS than Following Farrah.

My favorite exchange from last night:

Letterman: So what is this TV Land? Where did they come from? I can honestly say that, in 23 years, I have never mentioned TV Land on this show.

Fawcett: Well, keep on doing it, because I get paid every time you say their name.

Can someone explain Ashton Kutcher to me? He is an irritating, unkempt, annoying, obnoxious dweeb, and he certainly isn't good looking. So, why is he the flavor of the month, and how on Earth did he end up with Demi Moore?