The night was hotter then anyone one of us could have ever expected

Wow it was cold last night, to cold for me to drive, I made some shitty cash and I was on my way home when , I got a call. It was around 12am, turned out Liann Cameron needed a ride. Wow what are the chances of me getting a sweet young Edmonton celebrity. Slim to non, well that's what I thought cause a few hours later Sandy from Ten Second Epic called. I wasn't able to pick him up. Sorry Sandy. Hey Liann, Thanks for the call feel free to call whenever, and Sandy just checked out the new single, Fucking Rights, January 27 2009 I can't fucking wait, stay safe in that neck of the woods. Peace

That'll be nice,

Some chick from out east peed outside my car. Just took a squat and pissed, fast. Holy shit. The snow rain mixed made for a real slow night. No one really that crazy, I would still be driving but something happened to the car and I had to take it into the Garage. I made no money and the car started to let off a stink into the inside of the cab. It made me nauseouse and mad. I'll be back behind the wheel tomorrow, woopee. At least there is the Radio. I've been tuning into 97.3, I dig the doors, Pink Floyd and the Beetles. All that Jazz, I'm going to sleep I think I inhaled too much CO2,. Fuck it, Lets fill a bag with glue.

a lot like you

It was Wednesday, I like Wednesdays their nice and slow, I can just cruise around and think. I've been thinking lots. Tonight I got a call to a south west address, it was a young blond girl. She was drunk and happy, she liked me, I let her smoke. We drove to the west end. On the way there she wanted me to kiss her, she got her lips all puckered up and stared at me. She was beautiful but drunk and going to her mans house. I didn't do it, I laughed. In real life things like that don't happen. After she told me I lost my chance. I told her she was hot but it's cool that I missed my chance. She puckered up again and I missed another chance to kiss this smoking hot girl. Well on the way to her mans house she guided me into a crescent, there she pounced on me and gave me a kiss, a good one. I was still driving. All I can remember is trying to keep the car on the road,. That was the first time I've had that happen to me in the cab. She paid me so well, I knew she liked me. On her way to her boyfriends door she fell in the snow, she fell cause she was drunk. I'm glad I missed my chances putting the moves on a young drunk girl, she was vulnerable in a cute way. Her forcing herself on me was nice though, I felt like a lucky guy,. She has the URL to the blog I wonder if she'll post a comment about last night. I don't like to kiss and tell but I had to. Hey lady, you were out there and it was cool having you ride with me. I'm glade you didn't miss your chance, hope you forgot what you did when you went inside and kissed your man. I also drove two native gangsters from Hobbema. They scared the shit out of me but they liked me and I stroked their egos like a little cabby slut, I guess in life its tit for tat.

OutPUToutPutOut

Who you really are. Who are you? People change all the time, sometime is less then a second. Last weekend I went out to the Bar and got loaded. I had a blast. I was talking to one of the Bass players of the many bands that were playing and I was telling him that in a strange way I'm like a rock star, except people don't recognise me outside of the taxi. Then the Bass player dude and I went out for a smoke (I smoked that night, cause I was loaded). I was being an asshole to this stuck up chick, She was being a bitch, then I told her "my name is Jacob, I drive a taxi" and she jumped in the air and was like"Oh my God Jacob, I remember you." She stopped being a bitch,(cause she loved me) I became a bigger asshole. My life as a taxi driver is nothing like my life as an individual. It's weird. I guess I'm someone else behind the wheel of my cab. People trust that guy, they tell him he's the best, that they love him, but me I don't get that. Sometimes people want to chill out with me outside of work and I would usually love to, but they wake up the next morning from their druken night and don't even remember me. That's good cause if they actually got to know they would realize I'm fucking scary cool. Not Cool Cool. Tonight some kid got in and was braging how he loves to drink and drive, he even showed me a picture of a car he recently flipped while driving under the influence. He got in with a bunch of random people going to different destinations. He was such and asshole while everyone was in the ride, but when it was just the two of us he relaxed and became himself. A pretty cool red neck farm boy Albertan, who didn't really share the same rasist views as the others. When he first got in he was the guy I felt I had to watch. The people who aren't themselves around others, for whatever reason are the most dangerous. I'm not like others I like people for who they are, and I can bring it out of them. I just need the cab to bring them into the right contex. Then they're putty in my hands, and all I ever want from them is a story, a real one, no lies. I can always see through the lies, even outside the taxi. Except outside I point out the flaw, in the taxi I just smile and nod in aggrement because in the taxi I want everyone to be happy even people I don't like. My taxi is a safe haven for people to be themselves. Strange but true, that Taxi is teaching me more and more about you. I hope I'm letting you know about me.

Metalica was myBreadbread and Butter

New post, I'm great tonight, not sleepy at all. My internal clock has been playing havoc with my life lately. Last night I had a flat tier, I changed it in about 10-15minutes. That's a good time. I Think. It's all about the jack, mine is new meaning NO RUST. Who fucking cares? Well the fare that has to wait outside in the cold. They let me into their house to wash my hands. It was the fare that told me the tier was leaking. She heard the hissing at New City. I also had a crazy cabby try to run me off the road, I caught the butt end of our confrontation on camera, and I'm going in tomorrow to talk to management about the level of insanity this guy was outputting. He almost killed me on purpose and he had a fare in the car. Crazy fucker. Last night I was also driving up the freeway and listening to About a Girl by nirvana, the song ended and the DJ Shawn Bogner dedicated it to the best cabby in the city and then he said my name. Fuck I almost cried I was so touched. I'm getting around like a dirty little bastard, except I'm socially acceptable and I'm probably someone you would want to drive your mom home cause I take care of business. Now tonight was so great, I had a great conversation with this lady. Then I drove Metalica fans ha, there was this couple from Up north. All they wanted to do was go to Metalica then go see some strippers and snort blow. The Stippers were closed and I don't now where to find blow. It made sense though. I took them to On the Rocks. Metalica did ensure my sun was gonna eat, That concert put out some seriously happy crazy cool clientele. Metalica, your fans were exceptional. One of the fares from Rexal was from the military, I told him he could do whatever he wanted too, he took me to McDonalds, the roads sucked but the people were worth it.

Kiss

My eyes are starting to close so ill just let you guys watch a movie.

Yo no hablo en espanol.

Salsa night at On the Rocks, Latin themes are sexy, Latin People are hot. Fuck I wish I could Hablo en Espaniol, with a ..... It snowed tonight, and I'm getting up bright and early to fight a ticket. I won't be working, I'm going to be shooting some sort of video at New City, then I hope to take a cab home because I'm going to be to drunk to drive, maybe, that's if justice is served and the ticket is thrown out. Who knows. I just want to relax and hopefully come back a better more inspired writer, cause lately the back seat has been bringing me down. Except tonight I drove a correctional officer from Calgary, She works with youth, she told me she had to watch the 12 year old girl who killed her family a year ago, you guys know what I'm talking bout, she killed them with her 23 year old boyfriend. Man imagine meeting a 12 year old accused of killing three people. Now that would be a killer fare and probably a far out story. Oh and she was found guilty, the boyfriends trial has just started.

Holly shit people work on Wednesday, Why?

Sooo slow, I drove a bulimic, and then a chick who threw up, and then I had a shwarma and threw it up, kidding. Slow and steady wins the race. Except you don't win much when you do win that race, but that's not the point the point is you tried, Right? Ok ok I admit it I purge once in a while, but only to maintain my aerodynamic shape. You should see me naked. Imagine having a naked cabby. Well I have a beard. And to you people who might not understand my son is the sun, yes I mean Jesus. I am still a virgin. I was a spelling mistake.

New locks, no kisses, sad dad, no big deal, nevermind

So tiered tonight, Running on no sleep, Who cares? I know. Tuesday in the snow, What a Job. It's gonna get cold. I can't stand the cold, I'm having some seriouse problems with my ex, she is wearing my emotions so thin. I'm starting to go crazy, but the cab stabalizes all my bullshit and while I'm in the car, the taxi, all my problems eventually just roll back, that is until I start my civilian car up and realize what is going on in my real life. The Taxi is like a new friend every couple of minutes, a new house, a new world. I won't ever be able to work a normal job. I'm fucked but at least I like who I am. I'm going to fight a traffic ticket on Friday I can't wait another adventure. hahahaqhahahahahah fuck!

You gotta have faith

Why do I do it? Why do I drive Taxi? The Truth the T in taxi stands for the Cross. Now you figure out what the other letters stand for then Ill call you psychotic. Why do I do it? I do it because I love it. I love all the things that have happened to me so far. In the taxi and out, I love my life. Its crazy, the taxi amplifies society. Most of the time the stuff that happens to people at night is often forgotten in a drunken haze. Or the person wishes they forgot it. People do strange things in the taxi and lately I don't care. I just drive and listen to rock and roll. I've been a partner in many a strange event. I try not to break the law, and I know I never have willingly. I just look forward, I check the rear view make sure I'm safe and flow around the city. The city is my cage, Its my jungle. Its where I snag up random people and feed on their inner thought and emotions. The night lets out this animal in people, the instinct, the id. My car is ego and Im a superman. I love it. I sang with a fare tonight, he was a realtor. First time I ever sang with a fare, we sang the new Killers song, something about a dancer. A couple almost had sex listening to Hole, it was a good Sunday, Can't wait till tomorow. That's why I drive a taxi.