Street Talk: By the time I pulled myself up and scraped the potting soil out of my ears, the bat was in the kitchen, flitting about in those crazy parabolas bats like so much.
Mark LaFlamme
Mark LaFlamme: We’ve got enough problems with Target balls and earwigs
Talk of the Town: Target is almost here. I can hardly wait to see if Target’s iconic red orbs are going to get the same treatment Walmart’s maligned yellow poles get.
Dennis Dechaine: Human sacrifice? Or justice well served?
There’s no gray area here. Either Dennis Dechaine is a monster who deserves every bit of the suffering he’s endured, or he’s a man in Hell, tied to one of the region’s worst atrocities.
Mark LaFlamme: Great white sharks are hard to spot
Talk of the Town: This would finally fulfill a lifelong dream of mine in which I get to be the dude who runs along the beach yelling ‘Shark! Get out of the water!’ just like Chief Brody himself on the big day.
Mark LaFlamme: Where have all the UFOs gone?
Street Talk: All my life I’ve been down here waiting for Mork to appear and yet the only UFO experiences I have are vicarious.
Mark LaFlamme: Long pants for the coming zombie apocalypse
Talk of the Town: Once you pay to get into Range Pond State Park, you might as well enjoy some beach time even if you’re wearing long pants on a sweltering hot day and being called ‘Senor Pantalones’ by other beachgoers.
Street Talk: Bad vibes in Lewiston, then and now
If you spend a lot of time in downtown Lewiston you don’t require any kind of scientific study or earnest crunching of the numbers to reveal what your gut is screaming at you like a klaxon: tread carefully, brother. There is danger afoot.
Mark LaFlamme: Behold the power of cheese
Talk of the Town: Tricky words, ornery pedestrians and back at Hobby Lobby for . . . never you mind.
Mark LaFlamme: Obscura Cafe and other entities from alternate dimensions
Mark LaFlamme finds driving past Lewiston businesses looks a lot different than it used to.
Mark LaFlamme: Does anything say summer like spittle, beguilement and nagging hoot owls?
Talk of the Town: Just don’t get within spittin’ distance.