East bound and down So “Smokey and the Bandit” was playing at the drive-in this week, but I was working and couldn’t go. It’s a real bummer, too, because not only is the movie a blast, but afterward, you get to watch all the dorky moviegoers, amped up by the Bandit’s driving antics, trying to […]
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Street Talk: Can I interest you in a spot of tea?
I’ve started drinking tea and it’s gotten so bad that the discovery of something like chamomile in the ingredients list can send me into a fury or an all-day depression.
Talk of the town: Party like it’s 2019
Parks and playgrounds reopening That’s a relief. This whole lockdown business has been particularly difficult for skateboarders. While the parks were closed, they had to resort to beating themselves with bricks, flinging themselves down stairways and running into trailer hitches to maintain the lifestyle of skinned knees, bashed elbows, pounded shins, jolted chins and the […]
Mark LaFlamme: Elmer Fudd and the cancel culture
“When you tear out a man’s tongue, you are not proving him a liar, you’re only telling the world that you fear what he might say.” ― George R.R. Martin My relief is enormous. I can’t tell you how many nights I lie awake in bed, terrified by the thought that Elmer Fudd and Yosemite […]
Mark LaFlamme: Fish and column ideas are hard to come by
I stood on the beach near Fort Popham and watched in blissful fascination the performance of the seals. For nearly an hour they danced for us in the dimming light of dusk. They splashed and dove and frolicked with the unrestrained enthusiasm of gleeful children. Every now and then, a seal would rise from the […]
Mark LaFlamme: Expired stickers and dangling parts
You got nothing on me, copper Ranking Lewiston police officers are retiring left and right these days and it’s bumming me out. Most of these guys began their careers around the same time I started at the paper, which leads me to believe that those weasels did a better job planning their exit strategies than […]
Mark LaFlamme: Confessions of a former crime reporter
My motto in those days was: “I don’t want bad things to happen. I just wanna be there when they do.” And I meant it utterly.
Talk of the town: Out and about in your under things
Hooking me up with some fine CGC Gosh, you people. All I did was complain that it was hard to find chocolate graham crackers in these weird, difficult times and you people came out of the woodwork like a merry band of Keebler elves. Some of you wrote to relate where I could find — […]
Mark LaFlamme: The Return of Godzilla!
The struggle is real So, since this whole crisis began, I’ve been unable to find chocolate graham crackers at the stores. This makes no sense at all to me, but of course, neither did the Great Toilet Paper Panic that will confound historians for centuries to come. I also found that in the early days […]
Street Talk: Need anything at The Hannaford?
Back in saner times, you wouldn’t have been considered selfish for going to the market for one measly item. Heck, you could go to Shaw’s just to use the gumball machine, no one would care.