Recently, I had the opportunity to attend the venerable Bravo series, Inside the Actors Studio. The guest was Conan O'Brien, and since I have a thing for late night hosts, I was pretty psyched to see him up close and personal. I've seen the show a million times before, yet I wasn't really sure what to expect from the taping. Would it be like The Daily Show, in which it's taped live with pauses for commercial breaks? Or would they do a longer taping and then edit it down for broadcast?

After discussing it with a few of my friends, we figured that they would cut it down. What I didn't realize is that I should have packed a snack. "What is your mother's name?" "What is the name of the primary school you attended?" "What did your father do for a living?" These are only a few of the questions that led Conan to crack, "I feel like I'm applying for a credit card."

Everyone has seen Will Ferrell's James Lipton impression, with it's over-the-top praise and seemingly endless stack of question-filled blue note cards. It's funny, but I didn't realize until I went to the taping how chillingly accurate it actually is.

Actors Studio usually tapes at 7 PM, but since that interfered with Conan's taping of his own show, it was pushed back to 8. Being awesome and smart, I decided not to have dinner beforehand. The questions started out on a very basic, biographical level (hence the credit card application quip). Lipton clearly missed his calling doing background checks for the FBI and digs up people and events that even the interview subject himself has trouble remembering.

I won't go over everything that I learned about Conan O'Brien, although rest assured, I probably know more about him than most of his ex-girlfriends do; I'll just give you the basic gist: Conan O'Brien is smarter and better than you'll ever be.

When Late Night with Conan O'Brien premiered in 1993, most people wondered where in the hell this red-headed geek came from. Some people knew about his stints as a writer for The Simpsons and Saturday Night Live, but to most, he was a complete unknown. The thing about O'Brien is he didn't come out of nowhere: he was destined for success. Not only was he valedictorian of his high school class, but he went to Harvard and even became president of the prestigious Harvard Lampoon his sophomore year. He was a king of comedy way before he ever brought us the masturbating bear.

While O'Brien was reticent to talk about his accomplishments, Lipton gushed enough for the both of them. While gushing is one of Lipton's strong suits, this was different. Lipton has been a guest on Late Night over 30 times by his count and credits these appearances with single-handedly reviving his acting career. So in addition to the normal "you are the master of your craft" gushing, there was an added bonus of..."and you've made me a crapload of money and I'm kind of in love with you" subtext.

So maybe it was the fact that Lipton totally has a mancrush on O'Brien that made this interview the longest thing ever. After the first hour, we were just getting to Conan's experiences at Harvard. Around hour two, O'Brien started making desperate jokes about hiding the rest of Lipton's cards. Around hour three, he finished his pitcher of water and downed an entire glass from Lipton's.

It was nearly midnight when Lipton got to his last blue card, and it was actually a little disappointing for me. After spending a good chunk of time talking about and showing clips from Lipton's appearances on Late Night, get got to the juicy stuff: namely Conan's planned takeover of The Tonight Show next year. Conan has been noticeably quiet about the subject, and I was hoping for some dirt. Unfortunately, we didn't get anything more than him saying he was excited and nervous--and that they'd fly Lipton out to L.A. so he could still be on the show.

All in all, when the nearly 4 hour interview was finished, everyone felt drained. Even Conan seemed to be glad it was over. I overheard a conversation between some people who were sitting next to me, and they seemed to share my feelings: that if the guest wasn't as funny as O'Brien, it would have been boring as crap. However, instead of being boring, it was like, well, it was like having the funniest person in any room entertain you for four hours. James Lipton may have been holding us all hostage with his stack of blue cards, but we were all willing captives.