Mark LaFlamme: Stop signs, paint puddles, whiny town employees — I may not come back from vacation next time.
talk of the town
Quicksand on the beach but none to be found at Sabattus Town Hall | Column
Mark LaFlamme finds joy on Stevens Street. At the Sabattus town meeting? Not so much.
The contents of my pockets and other Lewiston street mysteries | Column
Strange notes, noogies, Paul Bunyan, jonesing for a Boston Post cane . . . Yes, it was that kind of week.
Get your fiddleheads yet? | Mark LaFlamme
Talk of the town: Heaps of George Stanley, the coming revolution and flying mothers.
There’s seaweed in my shorts and Nordiques love in my heart | Mark LaFlamme
Talk of the town: I’m feeling very bro-ish and I don’t know if it’s because of the Nords’ winning ways or the fear of being shanked?
My hostile takeover of Buckfield and an exciting new doctor in town | Mark LaFlamme
Talk of the Town: The upside of my new office massage chair: no need for quarters. The downside: typos.
There were scorpions on my face and chickens battling in my driveway
Mark LaFlamme is back from vacation and dives into pot holes.
Dealing with billfold curses and delicious, cryptic death threats
Mark LaFlamme: They are called ‘trousers.’ You pronounce it ‘MAK-a-roon.’ And where are my flip-flops and umbrella drink?
Lock up your valuables and tap that keg
Mark LaFlamme: It’s been an ‘interesting’ week if you’re looking for men’s underwear or getting poked on Facebook.
Did you know that it’s illegal to drive around without pants?
Mark LaFlamme: When in doubt, before buckling up put some pants on.