It's Cone-Tastic!

When I lived in Las Vegas, one of my favorite things to do was to fix a big bowl of frosted flakes and curl up in my comfy chair and watch Late Night With Conan O'Brien. Seriously, does life get better than being comfy, entertained and having a yummy snack to eat?

Well, since I have moved home, I haven't seen a single episode. I still have a comfy couch to sit on. I have frosted flakes in the cupboard and I do have a tv. However, unless there is a video or dvd playing if I turn on the tv, all I will see is snow, snow and more snow. While snow is entertaining and wonderous while falling outside of windows, on television it really sucks as an entertainment device.

Thankfully my neighbors have gone on vacation and asked me to petsit for them. My neighbors have cable. Cable means: Late Night With Conan O'Brien.

I walked the not-so-many-feet between our apartment and theirs last night at promptly 12:30. I figured this would give me time to not only figure out how their television/cable stuff worked but time to find NBC on this new dial. I was right on both counts.

In five minutes I was slouching on the couch watching Conantacular antics and had a really really big cat asleep on my chest.

Good thing I didn't attempt to take the Frosted Flakes with me.