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   Joseph Nebus to All   
   21 September 2007 - Meredith Viera, Book   
   22 Sep 07 02:21:11   
   
   From: nebusj-@-rpi-.edu   
      
   Meredith Viera:   
   	- She has lovely flowers, which Conan has nothing to do with.   
   They're dead.  Some of them are alive.  Conan thought she might be   
   bringing him flowers, and he's wet.   
   	   
   	- She's started blogging.  Conan was reading it, and she   
   revealed her nickname was Ditzy.  Her brother Jeff, fourteen months   
   older than her, couldn't say Meredith.  When they were kids.  At age 14   
   or 15 guys would call, and her mother would say, ``Hey, Ditzy!''  Boys   
   thought she said Titsy, and ...   
   	   
   	- She was a little wild in college.  She was there when   
   streaking was a fad.  Streaking in winter is stupid.  She and a friend   
   left the dorm, they were planning to go across the quad and back, as   
   they'd heard it was going to be a mass streak that night.  Her friend   
   ran off, she saw a cop car, she hid in the bushes for an hour and a half   
   and she was frozen.   
   	   
   	- And David Niven's streaker?  Her.   
   	   
   	- When first on the Today show, they wanted her to wear   
   contacts.  She tried to wear them on Millionaire but it gave her an eye   
   infection.  If you have dry eyes, they're hard.  She'd thought the   
   winking her contacts made her keep giving to a guy selling watches made   
   for an awkward scenario.   
   	   
   	- She finds it a little odd to stick her finger in her eye every   
   day.  Conan thinks he'll never do contacts.  He'll get crazy giant   
   windshield glasses with magnifying lenses so his eyes are huge.  She   
   thinks she'll wear glasses occasionally.  Conan suggests he'll wear a   
   diaper.  It's an odd audience.   
   	   
   	- She had a two-week vacation.  Conan finds the re-entry hard.   
   Did she?  Yes, as she's not a morning person at all, and it's hard   
   getting up at 3 am.  The Sunday night before the show was really bad,   
   and it's not like she has drugs to take.  She tried chugging Nyquil in   
   the bathroom while her kids pounded on the door.  It's like a Lifetime   
   movie.   
      
      
      
   Max's Weekend Plans:   
   	- his wife and kids are out of town Sunday, so he's having guys   
   over for the Giants game.  want to come over, Conan?   
   	   
   	- Is Conan cancelling the regular meeting of their Sunday book   
   club?  Conan didn't know Paula and Terry were in the audience.  They   
   were hoping to discuss Passion's Promise by Danielle Steele.  Conan said   
   he thought they were discussing some spy book, but they say he suggested   
   this, since it was the only book that made Conan cry more the second   
   time.   
   	   
   	- Terry volunteers to run the book club meeting.  She'd like   
   that, wouldn't she?  When the cat's away the mice will play!   
   	   
   	- But last month Conan made them read The Sisterhood of the   
   Travelling Pants, for the preteen girls.  Conan points out it's Young   
   Adult.  ``All right, Terry, you can pick the books, and we'll eat your   
   store-bought pasta salad and $8 chardonnay''  ``Better than your celery   
   sticks and flat ginger ale.''   
   	   
   	- It quickly turns really ugly.  Paula cries the club is   
   breaking up.   
   	   
   	- Conan will go to the game, and then meet in Conan's place at 8   
   for the book club.   
   	   
   	- 8:00?  Does that mean they're cancelling their leather orgy?   
   Conan guesses it does, but Max will still be there.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
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