Mark LaFlamme: Dead batteries and bruised tailbones

Talk of the Town: 'I'm getting a lot of spam lately that begins with 'Hello, dear.' '

Talk of the town: It feels like burning

It was a week of barb-wire cold (if you know what I mean), saltine success, sand snitches, being Greene with shame, and no honeymoon photos.

Talk of the town: In search of an appellation

I've been skulking around Lewiston's prime spots for so long, you'd think people would have taken to calling me "Kennedy Park Mark," "Canal Man" or . . .

I ain’t eatin’ that

This week, columnist LaFlamme vociferates on saltines, grocery bags, top 10 lists and French pastry.

Talk of the town: You’re as charming as an eel . . . oops

Jonesing for plastic bags, the woes of last-minute shopping, and fear of combusting plants: columnist Mark LaFlamme weighs in.

Talk of the town: I know you are, but what am I?

Talk of the town: Business advice that’s totally not stupid

Talk of the Town: Rudolph’s bloody revenge

Haunted laundry and other horrors descend upon Maine

Talk of the Town: Put down the pumpkins and no one gets hurt.

It’s time to face the thrills, chills and teeny, tiny bones

Talk of the Town: This week our columnist nails down various doors around the house.