I will be on Comcast tonight at 5 pm, to be rebroadcast later.

Now I’ll tell you my theory about the old man.

When I walk on the set — wearing makeup no less — I am Lowell, the Lowell I’ve known all my life. I’m talkative and friendly and youthful, most of all I’m youthful. Sometimes, at night I channel surf and see the rebroadcast of the show. Everyone looks the same except for me. In the time since I left, someone substituted an old guy for me. There is the old guy sitting in my chair talking about sports. I don’t know how they put that old guy there or why they do it. Who is that old guy?