The days are getting shorter, the nights are growing longer. Sometimes I miss driving the cab, the nights the sunsets and rises. The streets the road the people. I renewed my license a couple of months ago and I was told i needed a medical to have the class4 stamped on my piece of ID. The medical is pretty expensive these days. Funny how 5 years ago when I first got the license my doctor just gave me the medical for free. Not no more, I decided I didn't want it, I don't think I'm going to be a professional driver right now, well till I have officially given up on what really matters to my soul. Speaking of souls, while I was at the ............

You can harvest it! But if you don't .........

So I picked a rotten apple and ate it!
I chose it, it was mine to eat!
I could not see that it was that tree, I could not see
her tree deceived me!
She asked me to taste it, I embarrassed it, I felt it.
I ate it and I fell for it, it's the state of it.
What's in for me, she still stands there picking at his tree.
The apple he has presented is still hanging waiting for me,
forsaken me.
I laid wide eyed the other night, remembering the snake-like awakening
you raised in me. Why wasn't there any forgiveness, because you
ran form yourself, in fear of the creature you honor.
So now you scrape your belly, along the new wall,
rereading media that excepts you in your nasty fall.
You were alone together, you are alone forever.


...........

Hey MOther Fuckers!

Rock On!

400 pounds, dreaming of you!

The seasons are changing. My mind is different every once in a while. Still drudging through school. (Not True) School is cool. I am having a few problems, but once they are done I just slip into english class and listen to my Prof read the waste land by eliot. Fragments on life that represent the non believer, the empty. What the world is to those who don't "know". My life is what it is and I'm lucky to have it. I've won some and I've lost lots. I tried and I always play hard. I've had the sun in the palm of my hands and I've watched him grow. I've been in Love and felt the pain of it put me in my place. I hate being alone. I need to be alone. I am alone. I have what I know, I have my family to help nourish me and grow. I wish I could tell stories about my life again. Without taxitalk there is very little real blurred mean content available to me. Fuck late night record shops......Stop your surrounded! Im a conditioned dog who wants you to ring the bell. What to think about. Man music inspires. I should go back to bed and let all those hatters win. Fuck that, I have the dream, but where the hell has all the love gone. Who cares...... Funnnnnnn.


My mom is over... she cooked fish for supper the other day.
I guess when I went to school yesterday My jacket smelled like fish. I stunk. But I found a tutor. Even though i stunk like ffffffish, Fuck! Moms never change you know!

Yeah.

Now I understand that situations like this might not cause you to go out and get a Job driving taxi. But I'm not here to persuade you to drive taxi, I wanna reveal to you the Joys of Blogging online. Introduce you to a world that is ultimately created controlled and manipulated by you.

I know, I understand, it's hard to expose yourself in front of the world. But the purpose of the blog is to expose others to your ideas, ideals, and views. The difficulty of a blog is creating quality content consistently.


But if you can produce work that has the ability to captivate an audience online, and you intend on excelling in your field, a blog is a must. Being on the cutting edge is key to succeeding in any industry, creating content that is exposed to people forces the author to optimize and perfect the process, Exposing your work allows others to point out your weaknesses and praise your strengths. THe internet has a tendency to first offer a lot of criticism, so as a blogger be prepared to get a thick skin.

things can always move in a direction that's positive!

CBC
I enjoy being out there. And I enjoyed being a part of something real.
The cool thing about the taxi was it was a consistent source of new content. The key to success of any blog is the authors diligence to putting him or herself out there and actually devoting themselves to ensuring that there is another post every morning for his or her audience. The best part of writing the blog was the drive it gave me to get up and go to work. It was a productive cycle that changed the way I thought about what I want to do with my life.

So which one of you has something to say?
Who here already writes a blog, how big is your presence online. How do you want to influence the world?


Rambo


Lunatic


Mean streets

first night

Mine!!

SO there is things you just don't get over. You learn to cope with, to get better at, to overcome. You don't just drop into this world ready to kick ass, we're all dropped here naked, scared, cold and wet. I miss something........ but that's ok I'm moving along. I talked to Tony, the cabbie I followed after that fifteen year old cut his throat in the taxi. He's still driving. What a guy, cool as fuck, still behind the wheel of a Hack. I also talked to on of my Polish day cabby buddies, he said business is slow. As usual. Day drivers can never catch a break. Who knows maybe one day the whole world with have a bus schedule and cabbies will be obsolete. I'll never forget being a driver, I can't wait to do it for fun when I'm rich and famous. That is if I ever find the time..... The world is so

Scotch tape in the sink for your on sake!

Now things are running so smoothly, I have a felling I'm gonna trip over something big. Good or Bad, I guess we'll see. For now I have to keep focused. Get over the jealousy and that kind of stuff. Life is more then i'll ever be able to define. I have things so good they could not be better. We could always use more money. I'm sure this rings true for most people. So materialistic greed is something that I just inherently feel. It's a sin! It causes strange things to happen. Sometimes it feels like you're being carried which is cool right? Well sometimes life ain't lifting you up it's taking you down... and you don't even know it. The joys of all this....learning. Use pirated software if you have to an try not to make your computer crash. Get sleep! and imagine life on this world without "who you are".

Fear consumes us with a standard glass eye!

Im so lucky to be in school right now. I have a back up plane.i guess I'm lucky I could be in my parents basement, a gang member and incapable of passing the upgrading courses required to go to school. So I have something to fall back on. But I really dislike sitting through a stats class it's suicidal. Fucking standard deviations! haha to those readers that only got far enough in school to read taxitalk, it's a mathematical way of defining where you are at. Mean median and mode mother fuckers. Man I am happy, fuck it would suck being a drug dealer or something cause in real life they are runnin scared. but they do have lots of.......crappy back up.

SOme Jager Brand. Concerts Rock!

There is an endless amount of work in the world. I am beyond happy about that. Seems likes I might not be able to get away from scenery for too long. Pimples.. I also have a bunch of pimples. Well one. So there is a concert a Rexall tomorrow. WIll CALL you any time brother.

What a weekend!!!

Now that certain things seem to be so good, and within that there is all these little fuck up's that really seem to be the the end of the world but they are not. Life is beyond good. Things seem to be on track.Lookin at the big picture is getting more and more direct. Focusing on it and being greatfull. Now Im going to bed. Cause I have work tomorrow bright and early.!