So you think you know Lewiston. You subscribe to the local news feeds. You keep your ear on the police scanner and you never miss one of Ernie Edwards downtown photos on Facebook. Way to go, Cronkite. But I’m telling you, you’re only getting half the picture. The fun half is typically missing from the […]

The shooting on Knox Street nearly killed me. One man was dead, three locals were arrested and the city crack trade was in chaos. The feds were in town trying to pick off the big dealers while everyone was scrambling. There were so many home invasions, people started tying themselves to chairs just to save […]

Up in the air On Bartlett Street in Lewiston, a young man gave me the universal sign for “Do a wheelie” as I rode past him in the street. Specifically, he flicked one hand in the air as if to magically coax my front tire off the ground. That didn’t happen. What did happen was […]

Some days, I wish I was back in school. I’m not talking about those three days I went to college or even high school. I’m talking about grade school, that golden time between diapers and acne. It’s not that I want to play on the swings or carry a lunch box — I can do […]

I always thought your letters were fake In Lewiston, a man walked into the police department to report that he had been jumped by a group of women. Apparently he wanted advice on how to best begin his letter to the Penthouse Forum.   Dang paparazzi At the Montello Night of Stars, you find a […]

Google Drive You geeks out there will note that this program was officially released on Tuesday after months of speculation. Free space in the void to store your documents. You know: Diary. Hate-filled manifesto. Disturbing letters to Delta Burke you swear you’ll send someday. Things like that. And while that’s just peachy, I couldn’t be […]

Saw a little kid pushing a bicycle up College Street in Lewiston the other day and he was smiling like the shark after it ate Quint. And why shouldn’t he? Even from a distance you could tell that bike was spanking new. It gleamed so bright that every inch of paint and chrome threw arrows […]

Clothes make the man So, I’m riding around downtown Lewiston on the Suzuki as I’ve been doing for three years now. But today, everyone out there seems to be shooting me a strange look. The old woman with granddaughter in tow does a double take and nearly snaps her neck. Bunch of gangstas on a […]