Most of Central Florida knows Stone Crazy (Patrick Scott Barnes) as a poet. Yet, he also photographs, DJ and blogs. The rest of the time, he's guzzling booze in a Central Florida bar.
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- Pic of Drunk College Girls
- About The Blog
- Sexy Pics of Melania Trump
- Orlando's Ritual: A Cool Night of 80s New Wave, Goth and Industrial Music
- Contacting Me
- Good News: An Ex-Dickhead Boss Got Fired!
- Double Whammy (a poem)
- Books for Sale
- Photo and Poetry Book Three Orlando Nightspots is Now an eBook!
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Category Archives: writing
Last night, I walked into a Downtown Orlando Subway. I noticed one of the security guys from The Beacham, my old photo job. I had no problems with the employees. My beef was with the owners. The employees didn’t fire … Continue reading
In August 2012, African-American Terrance McNeil was traveling from Greenville, South Carolina to Orlando, Florida. Before reaching Orlando, he stopped in the small town of Celery City, Florida. On the Internet, he had read about Celery City’s friendly residents and … Continue reading
“How long are you staying?” the hotel clerk asked him. It was an elderly white guy who wore glasses. Also, the guy owned short white hair. “Two nights,” Terrence said. Terrence noticed the pause on the clerk’s face. “Something wrong?” … Continue reading
On a Saturday night, Alyssa’s older brother Paul was driving down Orlando’s Interstate 4. Paul owned medium-brown skin and wore short dreadlocks. Next to him sat his girlfriend Cheryl. Cheryl owned light-brown skin and wore blonde extensions that touched her … Continue reading
“I can’t even stand that place,” Jonathan protested. He was talking on the cellphone with his girlfriend Julia. “Trust me,” Julia said in her German accent. “You’ll love trivia. If you don’t like it, we can always leave.” Jonathan really … Continue reading
As he waited at the bus stop, Greg watched the dark clouds move across the morning sky. He hoped and prayed it wouldn’t rain. At least, not before the bus arrived. At some bus stops, shelters existed for folks to … Continue reading