self-absorbedPeople of the interwebs: check out this guys’ site if you’re a fan of The Onion-style infotainment and live in the Springfield area:

Fair City News

It’s written by Chad Harris, a friend I met through the local bloggers association and the dude is flat out hilarious (look him up on Facebook if you hang out there). He’s also let me guest post two articles that you may find entertaining. This first was written around the holidays and you can find it here. It deals with an informal poll taken at a local bar.

The second one was published today and concerns local politics and towns with the name of Springfield. Read it here.

Recently a reluctant-to-admit-Half Past Awesome reader came up to me in Patton Alley Pub, and after the usual pleasantries were exchanged she says, “well, I’ve been reading your site, and I hate to admit it, but you’re funny. But it’s just a little…….you know……”

“No, I said, “I don’t know. I need you to finish this statement. It’s what? Sucky? Too low-brow? Sophmoric? Too many pop culture references? Too snarky? Too negative?” (all statements that I’ve heard, mostly from other firemen).

“No, no, I mean, that’s all true, but no, your site is, you know…….kinda self absorbed.”

Wow. Ok, so there has been a distinct lack of Mother Teresa’s influence on the site, I guess.  I’m not really sure what a site devoted to my attempts to humor you should be absorbed with, and I asked her this question. Her response?

“You know, I don’t know. It’s just, you know kinda full of you.”

Gotcha. I’m beginning to think she’s lying, because the stories rarely end with me looking anything less than a total jackass, so I took the opportunity to squint my eyes, real Clint Eastwood-like, and ask in a disbelieving voice

“Huh? How many beers have you had J—-?”

I was then universally dismissed with the wave of the hand and an utterance of “whatever” while she rejoined her party on the other side of the bar. I headed back to the table of amigos and was devestated for a whole two minutes, until the next pint of Guinness came my way.

My point? I want you to consider, for a moment, that I am the sponge and I am the spilled juice and therefore I’m writing all of this as a means of absorbing myself. But mostly, I just want to make you laugh a little. Enjoy the reading.