I can imagine that life with my husband is as close to being married to Conan O'Brien as you can imagine, without the fame and having to do without him at night.
My husband, you see looks like Conan O'Brien, including the nose, only he does not have the red hair, but is blond.
The important similarity to me is that both men share an extremely intelligent sense of humor that integrates a Bell Curve dissection with toilet-related matters. For example, who else can include maxi pads and Tibet in the same joke?
Hence, the husband will be referred to as Conan O'Brien in this blog. i am probably going to draw the ire of some internet Conan (the real one, that is) stalker for being misleading, but consider it to be a tribute of sorts. i suppose
Posted by equilibrium-girl at May 26, 2004 02:52 PM