I have no idea what got into me. It’s Friday, a Cat 4 hurricane is bearing down on Florida, and I have decided to move my hosting to WordPress.Com and G Suite.
The Real Orchid Thief
adventures and stories from john laroche and john stafford
John writes of his first contact with the Seminole Tribe and why he became involved with them and their nursery,
Mr. John makes excuses for an extended absence and other nonsense.
Mr. John explains late mid-century racism. He was infected with it and came out the other side a more decent person.
A tale of dinner time, cats, vomit and more vomit. Oh and some more vomit.
One of my first summer jobs wanted me dead. This is the tale of how I survived and the prequel to my famous “Dick in the Crane” story.
A short post offering a rationale for my erratic postings and why I have ended up as a retired/disabled house elf.
One of the most asked questions about “the movie” is the “Fuck Fish” scene. It’s been a band name, a song, several memes, and it is a long-ass story and not the brief scene you get in the movie.
Throughout my life, I have had some issues with credibility. With my lifestyle and the crazy situations, I found/find myself in my stories are so fantastic, so random, so unlikely that some people have difficulty believing me.
In the apocalyptic-like post-Andrew South Florida, John goes to jail for pretty much no reason wearing a beautiful pink shirt.