Oh man.  So, I’ve been talking about starting up this weekly web show with Hardy and some other people - and, like I’ve mentioned previously, it’s not gonna be that big of a deal. More than anything else, it’s just something fun to do to keep busy while we’re unemployed.  A reason to wear pants. You all know what I’m talking about, right?  All you beautiful pantswearers out there.

Well, TMZ heard about this “Web Show” idea, and they said that they wanted to do a story on it.  Say it with me, kids: *GULP*.  This kind of attention makes me nervous for a couple of reasons:

1. The very last thing I want to do is to start any crazy rumors or cause trouble by making headlines like REBEL CONAN STAFFERS START UP A SHOW IN HIS ABSENCE, etc etc. The people at TMZ are extremely nice folks, but we all know that the internet can sometimes be a giant game of telephone: Someone reads something and gets the wrong idea and then there’s major trouble and everything’s all fucked up just because I wanted to do something stupid every week that would get me into some pants and out of the house.

2. If there’s like a whole lot of attention on this “Web Show”, then what I have planned is invariably going to let everybody down!  I mean, I’m brilliant and handsome and talented and handsome and good looking and extremely handsome, but I wasn’t planning on really doing a huge big production for this show.  It’s more of an exercise in being a moron.  If there’s gonna be actual people watching it, then they’re going to be disappointed… Unless they want to watch a show called  “Non Stop Farting For Ten Minutes with Aaron Bleyaert”.  So let me go on the record by saying this: The web show is not, and will not, be affiliated with our show, Conan, or anything else.  It is just for me and my friends to have fun with. That’s it! I hope you’ll watch, but I don’t want people to get the wrong idea. Can you dig it?  I knew you could, baby.  I knew… You could.  ;)

Now… Onto the meat of today’s post!  I’m still here in the office, and since I can’t update the Tonight Show site any more, it hit me that there are a bunch of wall signatures that you guys never saw and that I’ll never be able to put on the site… So I took some pics of a few.  Ready?  Let’s go!

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Sigh.

Oh Internet.  You crack me up.  Here I am, a lowly lil blogger trying to make a few jokes and keep people laughing about our little unemployment predicament, and people go and try to stir up trouble! For the record: I don’t harbor any ill will towards NBC about what happened. I’ve been working for them for the last 9 years, and they’ve been great. Sure, I was a little upset a few years ago when we stopped stocking Yoo Hoo in the office (I know it’s not real chocolate milk, but it’s so delicious!), but other than that, I’ve been proud to work for The Peacock… And a peacock is an awesome mascot, by the way.  Much better than CBS and that giant big brotheresque eye they’ve got going on over there!  *shudder*  ;)

Anyway, with no new news coming out right this very second (OMG OMG) about Conan or the future of our show, I guess people will try to create stories or try to drum up some sort of controversy to fill the void… But the truth is, Friday’s post just had some jokes in it, nothing more. It wasn’t supposed come off all angry (or even “emo teen angsty”), so I don’t want people thinking that everyone’s all pissed off… Sad & hopeful would be the actual truth.  Geez! I namecheck Zucker swear a few times, and people start the rumor mill a-chuggin! I am learning a lot about you, new media.  Don’t break my heart. I still love you, baby.  We can still make this work… Now close those blinds and turn up the Barry White.  It’s time this white haired, brown bearded freak gave you a baby.

Friday was the last day in the office for most of our staff… But Saturday we all saw each other again; a bunch of us drove downtown to a boxing ring for a Funny Or Die shoot!  Our good friend (and master stuntman) Steven Ho was shooting something Conan related (not including Conan; just Conan themed) for them, and asked our staff if we wanted to be involved - and you can’t say no to Steven, because he knows kung fu. KUNG. FU. HE’LL KICK YOUR FACE RIGHT OFF YOUR FACE.  Seriously though, we all had a blast!  I don’t want spoil anything, but I get one of my limbs ripped off:

Good times, gooood tiiiiiimes.

How was everyone’s weekend?!  Superbowl thoughts: I was stoked for the Saints, sad for The Who, and the Letterman/Oprah/Leno Commercial made me laugh!  ;)

Oh!  And I got the theme song for the web vids from Crotteau, so you guys can call off the dogs.

Okay okay okay okay. You all saw yesterday’s post, right?  I was having a some laughs -a few yuks, a couple chuckles - but the real truth of it was that my closet leaked, and I spent the whole day doing laundry so that every piece of clothing I owned didn’t get ruined (the zoot suit is fine, everybody).  

Well.  Apparently that was the beginning of my troubles.

After I finished the blog last night, my laptop started acting funny… Then it froze up and died.  Yeah. That sucked.  

Twenty minutes later, I realize that no of the texts I had sent in the past hour had gone through. I try to call my friend Tim about shooting something today…. I get an ominous “your account cannot be validated”.  Double suckage.

“Forget it” I think.  ”I’m going to bed”.  I cut my foot on the metal frame of the bed.  I know.

So I get up today - ready to take charge!  Ready to fix my phone!  Ready to fix my laptop!  Not only do I cut my face shaving in the shower, but after setting the razor down, I knock it off the shower caddy… Where it falls and cuts my OTHER foot.  I’m not kidding.

I head to the Sprint store.  They fix my problem (my mom got a phone and they gave it my number by accident), then I head to work, just in time to see this:

That’s the second to last piece of the set that was left.  Say it with me: Depression.

I ask the engineers who are still at work to help me fix my laptop, but it’s clear that it’s totally dead.  (Sidenote: That’ll be fun after the 19th, when I can’t use my work computer any more)   ;)

Anyway, I grab dinner with my friend Tim, see my friend Alison in a UCB comedy show, then come back home… Where I realize that my cable has gone out (!), that almost all the comments on the last post have been erased, and my phone = back to no worky.  God DAMN. 

Did any of you guys see Paranormal Activity?  I didn’t… But is there a scene where the ghost keeps fucking up everything electronic in that couple’s apartment?  Because I’m pretty sure that’s what’s going on here.

Either that… Or, you know, evil wizard curse.

Dudes!  Thoughts?  How do I reverse this luck?!  Burn some sage?  Hang some horseshoes?  Eat some Lucky Charms?  What?!?