Thursday, April 16, 2009

Celexa? Wellbutrin, Sex.......what is it?

Rock stars do not wait in line!

Tonight was the first night of my work week, aah and what a night. My first fare was a native women with a guy on their way to the Lodge Motor Inn on Stony Plain RD. I want to mention her because she told me about one of her finest moments in life. About ten years ago she was in Hinton Alberta in a Motel. She said she had a big bag of Glass(Meth), a pocket full of cash, every drawer in the room filled with bottles of beer and to top it all of huge sac of mushrooms. She told me this story because as she recalled it was one of the finest moments of her life. What's yours? Mine is the birth of my Sun. Not many fares after Mrs.LodgeMotor. I was cruising up 82ave when I spotted the boys from Ten second Epic. I had to pull over and wish them a happy tour. They were really nice to me and so I continued up 82 ave. I got another fare. A dude right out of jail, I told him that I had been feeling really angry since the economy crashed. He told me "if you got someone to love, and you got something you want to achieve plus your freedom you ain't got nothing to worry about." He was right. I got all those things. One of my last fares was a boy raised by a couple psychiatrists. We had a lot in common, except he was 18. We went to the same high school, and I shared the same type of extracurricular activities as him in my past. Lately I feel 18 again, I feel lost unaware of my destination in life. Over the past couple of weeks I've been smacked by some solid depression. I feel like things are falling out of my control. I don't feel safe on the road. I can't make money. No one cares. So I've decided that I'm going to look this adversity right in the eye and be positive. I no longer want to be negative I want to be positive. So after I dropped the psych kid off I parked my car across the street from Filthy McNasties. That's where the boys from Ten Second Epic party and trust me they draw a crowd. It was the only bar in the city with patrons. I sat there and took photos. I was checking out my work when someone opened the door and sat down. I looked up and saw the lead Guitar player "Dan" from Ten Second Epic. He knows who I am so I asked "Did you know that this was my cab?" He said "No, but hey whats up?" I told him "I don't believe I got one of you guys randomly." We chatted and he made it home safe. That made my night. Tonight was a pleasure.





I have been lucky enough to drive everyone in the band except the lead singer. They rock guys so if you have a chance go and see them it's worth it.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Why don't you get a real job? There's money to be made here, and not only in the oil sands. You don't have to feel depressed, just go do something about it.

Anonymous said...

ummm, what exactly is it that YOU do?? (just wondering how the fuck you are qualified to judge what a "real" job is??)

and for your information, money doesn't make depression go away.

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Anonymous said...

A real job is one where you get up in the morning and have a guaranteed pay cheque so that you can support your family and pay bills like other fully functioning members of society. I'm qualified to judge because I HAVE ONE.

And for your information money does make depression go away.

taxitalk said...

Hey what do you do for a living?
You sure do have to wake up early. I guess I won't ever get to drive you cause you need your beauty sleep, right? You're a girl. I bet you'd love a rich husband. I wonder if you could........

Anonymous said...

could what?