I mean, It was bad...

Dear Dick Clark,

As I watched you celebrate New Year's in the Eastern Time Zone, one thought crosses my mind:

Okay, that's enough.

Look, it's time. It's just time to walk away from doing this New Year's Rockin' Eve thing.

Last year, your first time back after the stroke, you looked...well, bad.

This year, you looked terrible.

Please, step away before they make you step away. You should feel proud that you tried, but seriously...that's enough. Walk away with what pride you have.

I hate Ryan Seacrest. Yeah, I really hate him. He doesn't know that we can all see, despite what he says, that he didn't really get a kiss from Christina Aguilera.

Yeah, that's generally pretty embarrassing.

What's more embarrassing, Dick, is you stumbling over what time it is as the ball drops. What's more embarrassing is seeing you try, and fail, at doing this New Year's Eve thing.

Look, Dick, you've had a great run, more than any person could have hoped for. However, when it's time to step away, it's time to step away. When you just can't do it anymore, you can't do it anymore.

As embarrassing as Ryan Seacrest's mooching is, your slurring and stumbling is worse. Please, for the sake of your dignity, step away from New Year's Eve.

You don't really want to be remembered as being more embarrassing than Ryan Seacrest, right?