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Mark LaFlamme
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Keep your hands where I can see ’em
This, that and the utter thing So last week I complained, in a delirious ramble, that I never got a meaningful tattoo, such as one featuring a cow with a palm tree growing where it’s utter should be. Ask and ye shall receive, my bros. Some enterprising tattooist, who’s clearly been huffing his ink, sent […]
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Street Talk: Much ado about notebooks
So, I was assigned to cover a meeting last week and when I got there, I realized I didn’t have a notebook. End of the world, right? Five years ago, maybe. Five years ago, showing up at a meeting, event or downtown rumble would have sent me into panic mode. I would have frantically dialed […]
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What smells like Bob?
That’s what SHE said For years I’ve been complaining that when I’m sent to cover school committee meetings at Auburn City Hall, I can’t hear a thing that’s being said in that weird room with its freakishly high ceilings. No matter who’s talking and no matter what it’s about, they all sound like the school […]
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Confessions of an unpainted man
We’re friends, you and I. Chums. We have some laughs, we have deep conversations and none of it’s heavy because we’re pals. Amigos. It would be nice if you’d take me somewhere nice now and then, but hey, I’m not complaining. We’re buds. And because we’re such compadres, I’m going to let you in on my deepest, most shocking […]
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Did you see what Pa did?
The invasion has begun Those lighted orbs in Lewiston’s Kennedy Park are pretty and all, but they kind of remind me of the pods in “Invasion of the Body Snatchers.” I’ll bet if I were to shinny up a tree and hit one with a stick, Donald Sutherland would fall out. Of course… If pod […]
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Street talk: Haunted in Madawaska
It was a beautiful summer day and I was lost once again in the great northern woods. I had ridden through a glorious potato field at the edge of St. Agatha, but somehow landed in a deep, dark forest with no sign of civilization in sight. Getting lost on my dirt bike doesn’t bother me much — […]
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Ricky Gervais said WHAT?
Look out below! So, this week I was assigned to cover an Androscoggin County commissioners meeting, a fact that would typically send me into a Ricky Gervais level tantrum that would last all night and into morning. My rage was subdued, somewhat, by the fact that by covering the commissioners, I got to enjoy the […]
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Here’s looking at you, 2020
Where DID that decade go? I just wrote a date with 2020 for the first time. Felt kind of cool. Tingled a little bit and in all the right places. It’s going to be a good year. The kid ain’t mine, I tells you So, on New Year’s Day, my responsibilities included checking in with […]
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Children make the world look pretty cool
The kid came out of nowhere. One moment I was slumped in a post-Christmas semi-doze at my newsroom desk and the next, I was wide awake and scrambling to figure out where the pint-sized ninja boy had come from. “What’s your name?” the tow-headed lad asked me. “Mark. What’s yours?” The boy told he his […]