Random thoughts at random times » Dang

Bah, humbug

Rafael — Wed, 17 Oct 2007 03:26:50 +0000

I just realized today that after Halloween is over, the dang on “holiday season” season begins. I hate “the holiday season”. I don’t mind getting together with family and friends and celebrating the birth of that Guy in that manger, what I don’t like is the consumerism of the whole thing. Maybe cuz I don’t have any money, or maybe because I’m a purist about what the season should really be about. I haven’t figured that one out yet.

Dang hippies

Rafael — Thu, 19 Jul 2007 15:53:00 +0000

This was just weird, and it literally, just happened. I pulled up to this house, to pick up a customer and notice there’s a van in the driveway. There’s something weird about the van, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. I have the computer in the cab call out to the customer and wait at the end of the driveway for them to come out.

I wait around for a bit, and then I notice what’s up with the van.

It’s rocking.

As in: “if this van’s a rockin, don’t come a knockin.”

After a minute or two, the van stops shaking, and eventually one of the van doors opens up. A barefoot older woman (probably in her early 50s or so), wearing what is essentially an oversized t-shirt steps out of the van, and stops dead in her tracks. She looks shocked to see me there. She looks back into the van, and this dude (about the same age, with hippy long hair) steps out, also looking very perplexed. Long story short, this hippy couple is visiting a friend that lives here and someone in the house called for a cab. Turns out, the person that called for the cab had already left. Normally, that would suck, but not this time. I decided to come use a computer and blog about one of the weirdest scenes at a pick up that I’d ever come across.

When is enough enough?

Rafael — Fri, 25 May 2007 00:27:11 +0000

While driving the cab, I was pondering the question about whether it is wrong for me to take money from hookers. Of course, I take the money, but every so often, I wonder about the morality of my taking “dirty” money. Anyway, I was pondering that, when a friend of mine sent me an email that asked the above question. Here are the pictures in the email:

Stack o cash

Close up of the cash

Suitcase of cash.Â Does that “100″ mean that there are 100 one hundred dollar bills in that stack?

Another view

Dang, I’d be set with just one of those wads of cash. Alas, the question about the morality of taking money from hookers is going to have to wait for another day.