Conan O'Brien turns 50 today!
(A quick drawing of mine from when I was around 12)
Look, I will be super honest: I've been dorking out about Conan O'Brien since I was ten. I was that weirdo who would re-enact Pimpbot in front of my friends and then get horrified when they didn't know what I was talking about.
I've said it before, but...Conan has been a huge inspiration to my work. I know, that does sound strange. I just remember my first aircheck meeting (where everyone listens to audio from your radio shows, it's horrifying) with the bosses and being told to relax and think of how David Letterman hosts his show. I told them I liked Conan more. And since then, I have used him as a model.
I've learned it's okay to have a strange sense of humor, that it's fine to stay humble when you do well, and that you have to deal with a lot of bad crap to get to the good. It's alright to be self-deprecating and really goofy. His easy interviewing style has been really helpful, too. You have no idea. His autographed photo hangs proudly among a wall of comic art in our apartment.
I thank my brother for showing Late Night to me because if he hadn't...well, I probably would be an even bigger idiot. I had no clue who he was back when I was watching The Simpsons, but he was clearly writing and making some sort of cultural impact on me without my knowledge. When his time at The Tonight Show ended, my heart was sad. I'm glad he's at a network that allows him to be himself again. And I get excited every time I get to go to a taping.
I sound psychotic, right? *yanks collar*
I have the third anniversary show on tape, but could only find the fifth. Oh, darn. Happy Birthday, Conan! Thanks for being ridiculously kickass! And for teaching a ten year old girl about Abe Vigoda.