[Anne blogs at The Belle Jar, and is a regular contributor to the Huffington Post Canada.] The best way to describe my 2007 move from Halifax to Toronto can be summed up in one short phrase: culture shock. So much culture shock. We had to move because my then-boyfriend, now-husband Matt had been unable to … Continue reading
One day while avoiding paper cuts in my Army cube, I received an email from Le Clown. It of course arrived with its own Magnificent™ ‘you’ve got mail’ in French… “t’as du courrier, câlice.” It sounded rather snooty, too, but I ignored that. Le Clown announced that he would make his visit to me within … Continue reading
There was a time when Montreal ranked among the world’s best summer cities, and one of the top 10 best cities to visit…if you’re fluent in French, and aren’t planning on posting your vacation pictures on Instagram. Last Wednesday, Jennifer Pawluck, a 20-year old Montrealer, was arrested for posting a picture of an anti-police graffiti on … Continue reading
Hello internets, I’m Bill McMorrow. Bill McMorrow of billmcmorrow.com fame, you ask? Yes, that very same Bill McMorrow. I want to lead off this post with a couple of caveats. I don’t live in Boston. I actually live in the Town of Whitman, about thirty minutes south of Boston. I can’t stand when people refer to … Continue reading
Tracy Fulks does Montreal. On film. And in 2752 words. I don’t care what Catfish says: you can make friends over the interwebs… I even met my wife on Plenty of Fish. Head over to Tracy’s blog to see Le Clown, behind the scenes, in the virtual flesh: here.
How different is one’s life after not being Freshly Pressed? Well let me tell you: Prior to the email I have received from the WordPress people informing me that “today was not the day I would be Freshly Pressed“, A Clown on Fire averaged 340,58 views per day, for a total of 68,116 views. My post-”close but … Continue reading
It was this Do Make Say Think song that played when I began writing this post. Listen to it while you read – it might [somewhat] convey the peaceful mood I was in at the time. They’re also Canadian. Everything I own and know, I brought along to Nova Scotia – overpacked suitcases of underwear to … Continue reading
Last year, our family took a vacation in Nova Scotia. It was my first visit to the Maritimes. We toured a historical village, we swam in the ocean, and Le Clown touched a horse – I even saddled one… I showed these Maritimers what Le Clown was made of: pure-manly-man-testosterone-man-over-animals fibers. I made Darwin smile in his … Continue reading
Le President of the World wishes his American Carnies a very happy – and safe – Independence Day. Viva l’Obamacare! America, Fuck Yeah!
Hi! My name is Eric. I’m the guy behind Le Clown. I’m a French-speaking Montrealer. I don’t live in an igloo, and I’m not really a clown. I just play one on the blogosphere. In my real life, I don’t refer to myself in the third person. I’m happily married, and I have two kids. … Continue reading