A very special edition of A Canadian Clown in Gunland, in which Becky Says Things refuses to introduce Le Clown to the cast of Coronation Street. Also, there are no guns in London, just long black wooden sticks, and men wearing funny hats holding these long black wooden sticks (in the UK, annual deaths resulting from firearms are … Continue reading
A CLOWN ON FIRE I flipped this shack, and I didn’t have to mortgage my daughter [who recently expressed her desire to cut my eyes...]. I like the new look; it feels… homey. I paced around my neighbourhood, clutching on my laptop, running after passersby, showing them the new template and the new graphics with … Continue reading
I’ve been having a ball meeting up with bloggers in their real-life forms lately, and I am soon to be meeting up with them in bulk. But, there was one blogger in particular who I just had to meet one on one. I invited the puppet master of blogland, Le Clown, to come down the … Continue reading
I would say I’m surprised that Le Clown wanted to visit Portland, but I’m really not. There are two things that Portland has going for it that no other place does. First, it’s Portland. Second, I’m here. Case closed. I asked Le Clown to give me a list of things he wanted to do while … Continue reading
When Le Clown asked to visit my stomping grounds, my first question was, “Why?” Then I shrugged and said, “Just understand that I don’t go out much, and I have little time for sightseeing.” Le Clown went off on a rant, something about “magnificence™” and “importance” and “do you know who I am?”, but as … Continue reading
After his trip to Orlando, Le Clown decided to continue his adventures as a Snowbird and meet up with Transman in the Sunshine State’s capital city. Unfortunately for Le Clown, a cold snap had arrived a day ahead of him. “Can you get real coffee here?” Le Clown asked as they squeezed into Transman’s hamster-powered roller … 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
Le Clown asked me to write “something funny” for his blog, because his back hurts and he’s a big baby clown on bed rest and Dilauded. I thought clowns were supposed to have bones made out of balloon animals and breathed helium and shat glittery gumdrops and rode unicorns? Boy, was I wrong. Apparently, clowns … Continue reading
Weebles made her graceful entrance on A Clown on Fire on April 29, 2012. We quickly discovered that we both shared a love for coffee beans—not the picking part, this should be left to the fair trade farmers, but the French pressed kind, in a large cup… repeatedly. We found common grounds: insomnia, Rush (Weebs loves … Continue reading
THEN On February 3, 2012, I published my first post on WordPress: it was a video by Die Antwoord, and the post was titled One Tablet A Day—it was viewed 4 times, with no likes and no comments. Le Clown‘s character wasn’t born yet; this site was about a man who was married to a woman living … Continue reading