There are no slow days in Maine. Nexa still reads the Maine news on occasion and I'll fine a browser window open with the exciting details of the local hot dog eating contest or lobster racing handicapping. This time of year, there is a great deal of interest in "people from away" showing up to look at dying trees.
To make a long story short, I don't take any responsibility for anything I post here. It's not news, it's not truth, it's not serious. It's parody. It's satire. It's bitter. It's angsty. Your mother's a whore. You like to jack off dogs. That's right, you heard me. You like to grab that dog by the bone and rub it like a ski pole. Your dad? Gay. Your priest? Straight. @#%^ off and let me post. It's not true, it's all in good fun. Now go away.