The “Conlan’s Great” Challenge!

Recently someone told me this:

I think you’re a young Steven Wright crossed with a baby Hodgman, mixed with the casual coolness of Ben Folds, all mixed up in your body. It’s probably fun to be you, or at least to have your brain.

It is not fun to have my brain. But neurological anomalies aside, that’s a pretty bitchin’ compliment, right? Which got me to thinking… why doesn’t everyone give me bitchin’ compliments? That’s where the challenge comes in. In the comments section of this post, please compliment the crap out of me. I will randomly select the best compliment and award the complimenter a prize of my choosing.

Fire up those thesauri and start greasing the wheelchairs! “Conlan’s Great”-fest 2009 starts NOW!

Fine Print (updated):
Contest ends at 11:59pm PST March 1, 2009. Valid only in the U.S., Canada, and New Zealand (Australia sucks). Entrees must be accurate to the best of your knowledge at the time of comment. Flattery will get you nowhere, unless it’s convincing. Members of Conlan’s immediate family are ineligible, so don’t even try, Mom. All compliments become property of This is Conlan, Ltd.. All rights reserved.