(and yes, I know that most of us have seen this already, but it's still "wicked cunnin'" *grin*) You know you're a Mainer if... You've had arguments over the comparative quality of Fried Dough. When it snows four inches you call it "a dusting." Your neighbor's house was foreclosed after an unlucky 24 hour mini-cruise on the Scotia Prince. You don't understand why there aren't fried clam shacks elsewhere in the county. You know what an Irving is and the location of 15 of them. You... read more
