half a box of smokes

Typical Thursday night except there was almost no business, I made some money but trust me if I told you guys how much you would stop reading my blog. There was one guy I drove to Sherwood Park who tipped me twenty five buckaroos. O and there were the two musicians you gave me a half a pack of smokes, except when I looked inside it was some strange green herb. I don't smoke cigarettes so I gave the pack to a bum at the gas station, he was pretty happy. Stinky herbs. Mmm really you guys nothing much to say. I drove a girl who worked with my brother, one thing I can say is that we live in a small world. Brother if your reading LOTs of people know you, but now they know you as the taxi drivers brother. That's right big guy I am the man. O.k enough of my bullshit what can I say about tonight. Tonight my second biggest fare was from a bar that was having something like a wake for a student who hung himself. Sad. The two were crying in the back of the car. Young people should never do that. Alcohol was involved, awful. The thing is who is anyone to judge weather it was a bad thing. The kid did himself in, no one really will ever know why. Even if there is a suicide note what can it really say. All I know is that he left people who loved him behind, they were mourning his death by going out and celebrating their lives. Good on you. The girl I drove that knew the guy said she thinks she believes in God. I told her that I do. Why? because it makes my life fuller in a strange way. Like there is more to life them meets the "I". Who knows? I know, no one. Thats it, so now I know and get to go on living while knowing. Knowing what? no fucking clue, get it? yeah it's nice. Suicide is an option we have, do animals commit suicide? Sure I bet some do. I wounder if it's the same as when humans do it? Who knows? Oh yeah God maybe. Right. Wrong. Fuck!