I got an idea! I gotta tell you… I gotta! I gotta! I gotta! Here’s the story. THE STORY It was a late October Thursday. I was sitting in our family room, indolently kicking away my toddler, who was demanding attention. She wanted candy, it was 8 a.m., and I wasn’t about to share my Tootsie Roll. … Continue reading
Incorporated as a city in 1832, Montreal only truly came of age in 1971, when Le Clown soiled his first diaper. Mark Twain once said of Montreal: “This is the first time I have ever visited a city where you can’t throw a stone without breaking a church window.” The Roman Catholic Church left an … Continue reading
New Year’s resolutions? Not for Le Clown—you’ve been warned, preemptively. You will not read a holiday Le Clown post prompted by my friends at The Daily Post. What should you expect from Le Clown when he is thinking about 2013? This post. Happy New Year! 2012 A stellar blogging year, said Le Clown. Since February, … Continue reading
Not one, but two Urban Dictionary entries. Le Clown: President of Fucking Everything™. 1. A Clown on Fire: To be exceedingly entertaining, much like A Clown on Fire. Example: Le Clown’s Guns don’t kill People—Americans do Magnificent™ Ecard© is almost as much fun as Rage Against the Machine calling Paul Ryan stupid. 2. Le Clown: A magnificent™ French … Continue reading
I have the dubious great honour to be hosting the haiku madness today on Le Blog de Le Clown (most MagnificentTM be his name), so I stumbled on over from my blog to give you some important information… Monsieur Le Clown helpfully provides a warning that he and his fluffy animal friends should not be … Continue reading
Julie was featured on the Daily Post‘s Blogger Profile, right after yours truly… not that I am bragging or anything (for the record, I did invite Julie on my blogroll prior to her being featured on the Daily Post, as I am that magnificent™). But enough about me. Julie thinks The Byronic Man is all that, as … Continue reading
Here in good ‘ole ‘Merica we celebrate Thanksgiving this Thursday. Wait a minute, America? This isn’t Le Clown! No, you’re right, it’s not. It’s his long john wearing sidekick, Becca. Now that we have that cleared up, let’s get back to Thanksgiving. The holidays mean I get to binge on stuffing, sleep in, and run … Continue reading
Reblogged from Wendy's Works: “Be a clown, be a clown, All the world loves a clown.” These are lyrics from a song sung by Judy Garland and Gene Kelly in the 1948 musical “The Pirate” and (insert large, secret number here) a shifload of followers of the ever popular blog A Clown On Fire agree. … Continue reading
On a crisp autumn Friday night, my wife and I were lounging, quiescent, in our living room. The fire was crackling, and the smell of cinder was covering up the stench of my daughter’s soiled diaper. We were about to turn off the record player…the sounds of Burt Bacharach, the shearling soft voice, and something about … Continue reading
By a spider on fire Wait, this isn’t where I parked my blog; how did I end up in Canadia? Maybe I stumbled at just the right angle and age into a wardrobe or video game Mr. Le Eric must have had some forewarning about Lucas Film being adopted by Mickey Mouse standards (maybe he … Continue reading