To call in sick to work, one has to admit to another human being that his flesh is so weak that he can be taken down by wee little invaders not even visible to the naked eye, Mark LaFlamme writes.
Mark LaFlamme
Getting a tooth crowned doesn’t make you the king of anything
Mark LaFlamme swears he didn’t act like a wimp at the dentist.
Lewiston church pastor confronts early-morning stranger in rectory
The Rev. Daniel Greenleaf chased away a suspected burglar who was later arrested on charges of breaking into two homes and stealing a purse and a car from one of them, Mark LaFlamme writes.
Victim of Poland shooting still wonders who shot him. And who killed his friend?
How it all went down depends entirely on who you ask, Mark LaFlamme writes. But the killing of Richard Tayman Jr. on Aug. 2 has since been declared a case of self-defense.
Thanks for reviving me. Now could you hand me a loaf of Dave’s Killer Bread?
Mark LaFlamme: Thoughts on staying warm and staying too warm and so much more.
Dreaming of snowshoeing on the beaches of Greenland to the sound of pornographic poetry
Once we own Greenland, the family and I can finally have a little place by the water. Maybe plant some palm trees.
Another co-worker sails away on the Ship of Theseus
Chris Williams was my closest work bud, and I suspect that all of you understand how important work buds are, since without them, we’d go mad from our daily toil, and that applies to all professions, Mark LaFlamme writes.
Isn’t it obvious? It’s not real poetry unless it rhymes
Mark LaFlamme: Spurned lovers, unwanted Facebook guests and the hazards of a good education (meeting).
Making the cop rounds ain’t what it used to be
The relationship between the media and police has become distant and robotic; like an arranged marriage that teeters on collapse, says Mark LaFlamme.
The country seems to be in a fog, and that can’t be good
We owe it to civilization to keep kissing as many people as we can, writes Mark LaFlamme.