Conan Girl - As Unseen on TV

I take the NBC studio tour for the first time. 1997. The beginning of the tour happens in a control room simulation studio and Conan and Andy are there to greet us with a pre-recorded message. They pretend it’s a ride.   The lights flash. I crack up. Who are these hilarious 30-somethings? We visit their studio on the tour. 6A. It’s cold in there because they need it to counterbalance the lights which will be turned on later for a taping. People are mad we can’t see Rosie O’Donnell and her studio. I legitimately do not care about that, despite liking Rosie. This studio feels fun to me. There are blue walls with yellow stars, and I love the way it looks. There are covers on the cameras, chairs, bandstand podiums, and host desk. Elaborate “gold” sconces line the walls. The theatre seating has 1990’s car upholstery that scratches at my my bare, summertime legs.   Seinfeld. Seinfeld was my favorite thing and I was so obsessed with it and TV and stories in general. Then Seinfeld end...

"Fall down, mess, break something occasionally." - Conan O'Brien  Hello, Internet!  It's been a while.  I have spent the past several days writing out my thoughts about my life as a Conan O'Brien fangirl on social media, and boy are my thumbs tired. Typing out life on an iPhone is hard work. Too hard. So I  thought I'd bring this party over to a blog. I  discovered Late Night with Conan O'Brien as a 12 year-old living in McLean, Virginia, right out side of Washington, DC. I was immediately hooked and became a lifelong fan. I harnessed my powers as a fangirl to start an incredible and epic brush with a career in sketch comedy, and loved every minute of it. I've told some of these stories in various places, but I've never written them all down in one place. The stories that follow are mine exactly as I remember them. The photos are mine, too, unless otherwise noted.  At times, I may seem a little intense and obsessive, but I assure you I am a normal,...