So I got that City Paper award
Behold, the physical proof of Midnight Sun's award-winning-ness.
This makes up for all those blue ribbons I never got at the county fair as a child.
Damn you, tractor pull!
With all these awards, I'm going to have to get a bigger desk. And a bigger ego.
All this recognition was too much for my old ego, which split at the seams.
No, wait, that was my waistline, from all those $1.25 Clipper City Golds at Down the Hatch ...
Damn you, Hugh Sisson!
Anyway, I'd like to thank my parents, for having me, and my grandparents, for having them. And all the little people I robbed to bribe the City Paper.
Now, I've got to run out to Wal-Mart and pick up some Windex to polish the plastic cover. Man, I wish there was one near here, like, in Remington or something. Hee hee.







Comments
We're going to need a bigger boat.
I'm shocked you beat out Avatar.
Posted by: JTK | March 11, 2010 2:37 PM
I don't recall the Kent County Fair having a tractor pull.
Congrats, Sam!
Posted by: BankStreet | March 11, 2010 3:17 PM
Oh and in case anyone is wondering how I got the award, City Paper publisher Don air lifted it in with his helicopter. I stood on the roof of the Sun and helped guide the drop with cigar smoke.
Posted by: Sam Sessa | March 11, 2010 5:35 PM
At the very least, did he offer to share some of that cake with you?
Posted by: LiquorBoarding | March 11, 2010 6:09 PM
Congrats on the award!
Posted by: paulettew | March 11, 2010 9:35 PM
we can smoke on the roof now???
Posted by: Allan | March 12, 2010 9:49 AM
classic mistake of forgetting to thank the significant other :(
Posted by: sam | March 12, 2010 10:12 AM
Haha well, at no point was I being serious about my thank yous.
If I were to do a serious thank you post, it would read like this:
Thanks to my lovely wife for her patience in putting up with my blogging antics, thanks to my loving parents, thanks to the folks at the Sun for giving me a chance and thanks to all the Midnight Sun gang for helping the blog be such a success.
Posted by: Sam Sessa | March 12, 2010 10:17 AM
Oooooo Sessa! you such the eggomaniac strutting a round in your cordurroy dungarees singing your own songs for the chickenbirds to be pleased! Wooooooooooosh just like that am I gone
Posted by: Pierre A. | March 12, 2010 11:20 AM
"I don't recall the Kent County Fair having a tractor pull."
The kid's cast iron pedal type.
Posted by: Pops | March 12, 2010 12:37 PM
They didn't call me Sam "Furious Feet" Sessa for nothing, you know.
Posted by: Sam Sessa | March 12, 2010 12:58 PM
Pierre A.,
Anyone ever tell you that you look your best receding into the distance,
even if one is looking at your derriere.
It is an event that improves the esprit de corps of the Midnight Sunners immensely.
Sam,
Your an eggomaniac?
Does Amie regularly serve waffles for breakfast.
Posted by: GDA | March 15, 2010 7:46 PM