I'm With Coco

Conan O'Brien is a leader of the redheads. I look up to him as our leader at least. Let's look at history and see who has done greater. Esau: Totally lost his birthright to Jacob. Nice one ginger. King David: Totally lost his seat in heaven. Hmm, I didn't mean this to be a religious post. Moving on! Molly Ringwald: Whatever happened to her? She had a good thing going. She is lost now though. Carrot Top: Completely destroyed the rep that we were building. Props? Seriously? You can't build a career only on that. I think he still performs in Vegas—the place where washed up entertainers go to die now. Luckily Conan came along.

I've been watching Conan for years. I remember when my mom and dad let me stay up one night. I was so excited! I remember seeing Conan's show start. It started by some random guy going into makeup and coming out looking like Conan. For the longest time I thought that that was actually how Conan got ready for the show. That he was some random brunette, but was transformed into this hilarious redhead. 

Through the years I came to admire Conan not just for his comedy style, but for the attention he gave everyone. He seemed like he genuinely cared about what people said—even the really weird guests. 

I don't think I need to go over the whole Conan vs. Leno debacle. If you want to read about it look here. I thought I would just illustrate my feelings in the picture below:

"All I ask of you is one thing: please don't be cynical. 

I hate cynicism—it's my least favorite quality and it doesn't lead anywhere. 

Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. 

But if you work really hard, and you're kind, amazing things will happen."

—Conan O'Brien on his final show