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Santa, Don’t Rain on My Parade

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 »

Zen and the Art of Blogging

Bloggers for Movember is supporting all efforts currently ongoing for the victims of Hurricane Sandy, and is putting the Movember campaign on hold until Monday, as a sign of respect and solidarity. Instead, here’s a guest post by blogging royalty Amy West, ex-Just West of Crunchy, to boost Le Clown’s stats up. I welcome all new … Continue reading »

Bloggers for Movember

A few years back, I was invited to join the Movember Digital Challenge – led by Canadian social media maverick Sean Moffitt, and Movember co-founder Adam Garone –  as the Montreal chapter’s captain. Our mission was simple: to create a buzz and raise awareness/money on the digital networks for the fight against prostate cancer. The … Continue reading »

Ginger Snaap and the Hodgepodge Monster

This is not a story by Tim Burton. Once upon a time there lived a magnificent creature by the name of Hodgepodge the Post. Hodgepodge was in love with the beautiful maiden Ginger Snaap, who was also known as the only resident of Edward Hotspur‘s land of Blah. Page six. On a cloudy and cold Thursday … Continue reading »

Mad Men Don’t Want No Sad Men

It’s a sad, sad day. My H&M straw fedora hat has gone missing, which makes me half the hipster I used to be, and with only 6 days left to the season premiere of Mad Men Season 5,  there’s no way I can get my groove back in time to channel Madison Avenue’s admen in my living … Continue reading »

A Special Vlog for Dotty Headbanger

Press Play, Rewind and Repeat.

When you are 107 years old like me, you use words like: 4-track cassette, tube television, rotary dial telephone, adult diaper, U2, Bengay® and rewind. You also start suffering from deafness and memory loss. When you’re 106, everything is hunky dory… One morning, you wake up, you’re older, you look at your wife sleeping, and … Continue reading »

Kiss My Beard

I’m into facial hair… My facial hair, of course, although I have tremendous respect for other notable beardsmen of my generation: Broken Social Scene’s Brendan Canning, Iron and Wine’s Sam Beam, hockey playoff beards – unless you play for the Toronto Maple Leafs. My wife/daughter, not so much. I’ve been living with an almost uncontrollable … Continue reading »

Hello Kettle? This is Pot calling

By Clown On Fire / Sara Lomas Throughout this life, I have vacillated between different levels of pretentiousness: mildly pretentious, moderately pretentious and Sting/Bono Vox/Gwyneth Paltrow pretentious. There are past versions of me which I would gladly lure into a back alley and kick the shit out of. And some others I would make out … Continue reading »

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It’s almost Spring, and for us Montrealers, it’s a rebirth: no more snow, less darkness, and the smell of thawing dog poop. People are happy[ier] in general and, in general, it’s a good time to explore other professional opportunities. It’s much easier to get hired during the rutting season [scientific fact, Google it, I dare … Continue reading »