You Can Be the First!

Hola! Welcome to my weblog. These first few posts were excerpted from threads on the comomusic.com messageboard. I'm Hadacol. I'll try to clean it up a bit in the future.

Author: Hadacol (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-01-05 13:18 Status: To puke in my cab. My latest underemployment charade is as a taxi driver, for A1. So, if you've never puked in a taxi, or it's something you take great delight in, booze it up real good and give me a call. I figure I might as well get it out of the way right up front, before some frat boy does it. There'll be commemorative photos and a hand signed laminated certificate for the lucky boy or girl.

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Author: LB (---.dhcp.missouri.edu) Date: 11-01-05 13:33 Status: so, A1 has pukey cabs? nice! how many pine thingys are hanging from the rearview mirrors?
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Author: Shogun (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-01-05 13:39 Status: so, is this like a coupon or something for cheaper rides for comoers?
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Author: Hadacol (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-01-05 15:11 Status: Well, I have to learn the ins and outs of the biz first. I am a complete novice. I had these romantic illusions that it will always be like Taxi Cab Confessions, or even Taxi Driver, but I'm sure there'll be plenty of boredom, monotony, and smelly people. Hopefully I won't get shot. The hours are 4pm to 4 am. Maybe I can get an outside perspective on alcoholism. I'm still looking for other jobs, but any change was a welcome one, and, at this point, a crappy job is better than no job. I wouldn't call the cabs pukey, but I'm sure they all get puked in from time to time. Not sure yet, but I'm guessing I'll have to clean the shit up. At least Travis Bickel did.
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Author: LB (---.dhcp.missouri.edu) Date: 11-01-05 15:18 Status: ew..that's when I'd be a quittin'..
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Author: Culito (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-01-05 18:30 Status: Make sure to put lotsa quarters in those games in the back.
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Author: dcravens (---.tranquility.net) Date: 11-01-05 20:19 Status: Any prize for first sex???
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Author: Hadacol (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-02-05 05:26 Status: I had a 'lady' offer to work out the $10 fare 'in trade' this evening (okay, 3:30 am). She was drunk, fighting with were husband, and needed to be 'held.' There were some more colorful words involved. I dropped her off at an intersection in the hood after making up a fake spouse and lying about when I got off. Maybe she's still waiting for me there... All in all, only 2 drunks, but it was a Tuesday night.
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Author: dcravens (---.tranquility.net) Date: 11-02-05 08:08 Status: Be sure to let us know about the first animal.
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Author: Daedalus (208.18.8.---) Date: 11-02-05 08:27 Status: "Oh, it's not the speed really so much, I just wish I hadn't drunk all that cough syrup this morning."
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Author: Firedancer (208.18.8.---) Date: 11-02-05 09:32 Status: Oh, this is exciting. I've always wondered what the life of a cab driver was like. Thanks Hadacol for letting us live vicariously through you!
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Author: Tamy (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-02-05 09:50 Status: Oh how great, me too!! Keep us posted, hehe!!
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Author: LB (---.dhcp.missouri.edu) Date: 11-02-05 09:54 Status: just be careful out there!
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Author: 1dalepalmer (---.proxy.aol.com) Date: 11-02-05 12:32 Status: May I interest you in a comb?
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Author: Hadacol (---.client.mchsi.com) Date: 11-02-05 13:48 Status: Well, thanks for the encouragement. I will keep a bit of a log here, maybe start a blog for the mundane dailies. I guess I should get the most out of it. Apparently I need to start smoking a whole lot of cheap cigarettes and age about 25 years. It's kind of interesting to find yourself in everyday conversations with strange people you wouldn't ordinarily talk to. Like me sitting and chatting about ribs, bbq, and food in general with a wheezing middle aged black woman in sweat pants at 2 am. I'm the total interrogator, too, but it's my (limited) experience that people like to talk freely. It's not the late night talk show I am holding out for, but it's a start.

Crap on a crap cracker. I got so caught up in writing my last post that I forgot to put my laundry in the dryer. Bollocks. I least I remembered to wipe my ass. I am horrible with multi-tasking. Here's a bit I forgot about last night:

Oh, and I can't believe I forgot to write about the ambiguously merry band I spotted on 10th street. 1) accordion, 2)fiddle, 3)open-back 5 string banjo, 4) banjo ukelelelele, 5) guitar. There were two local ladies, a Meredeth and Laura (spelling?). I fear I caught them off guard by leaping out of my taxi and standing awkwardly trying to follow the clawhammer style banjo playing. I proffered a tip, which I stuck in someone's empty beer glass. It looked altogether too lonely. Some of these cats looked downright gypsy-ish and were purportedly from Connecticut. It was a bit of a culture clash, perhaps. I am tattooed, drive a cab, and only know 3 finger style picking. I want to learn clawhammer and/or frailing but that's down the road. I also may have freighted this Meredeth lady with my cab as she teetered on her red ladies bicycle to keep time with a pedestrian she was talking to. I envied her greatly. Riding a bicycle on such a beautiful bonus night (warm in November) with sandals on, listening to Appalachian fiddle tunes. Bollocks! It's hard not to look like a stalker when you drive by constantly, but I circle downtown when I don't have any calls.

Crap on a crap cracker. I got so caught up in writing my last post that I forgot to put my laundry in the dryer. Bollocks. I least I remembered to wipe my ass. I am horrible with multi-tasking. Here's a bit I forgot about last night:

Oh, and I can't believe I forgot to write about the ambiguously merry band I spotted on 10th street. 1) accordion, 2)fiddle, 3)open-back 5 string banjo, 4) banjo ukelelelele, 5) guitar. There were two local ladies, a Meredeth and Laura (spelling?). I fear I caught them off guard by leaping out of my taxi and standing awkwardly trying to follow the clawhammer style banjo playing. I proffered a tip, which I stuck in someone's empty beer glass. It looked altogether too lonely. Some of these cats looked downright gypsy-ish and were purportedly from Connecticut. It was a bit of a culture clash, perhaps. I am tattooed, drive a cab, and only know 3 finger style picking. I want to learn clawhammer and/or frailing but that's down the road. I also may have freighted this Meredeth lady with my cab as she teetered on her red ladies bicycle to keep time with a pedestrian she was talking to. I envied her greatly. Riding a bicycle on such a beautiful bonus night (warm in November) with sandals on, listening to Appalachian fiddle tunes. Bollocks! It's hard not to look like a stalker when you drive by constantly, but I circle downtown when I don't have any calls.

Crap on a crap cracker. I got so caught up in writing my last post that I forgot to put my laundry in the dryer. Bollocks. I least I remembered to wipe my ass. I am horrible with multi-tasking. Here's a bit I forgot about last night:

Oh, and I can't believe I forgot to write about the ambiguously merry band I spotted on 10th street. 1) accordion, 2)fiddle, 3)open-back 5 string banjo, 4) banjo ukelelelele, 5) guitar. There were two local ladies, a Meredeth and Laura (spelling?). I fear I caught them off guard by leaping out of my taxi and standing awkwardly trying to follow the clawhammer style banjo playing. I proffered a tip, which I stuck in someone's empty beer glass. It looked altogether too lonely. Some of these cats looked downright gypsy-ish and were purportedly from Connecticut. It was a bit of a culture clash, perhaps. I am tattooed, drive a cab, and only know 3 finger style picking. I want to learn clawhammer and/or frailing but that's down the road. I also may have freighted this Meredeth lady with my cab as she teetered on her red ladies bicycle to keep time with a pedestrian she was talking to. I envied her greatly. Riding a bicycle on such a beautiful bonus night (warm in November) with sandals on, listening to Appalachian fiddle tunes. Bollocks! It's hard not to look like a stalker when you drive by constantly, but I circle downtown when I don't have any calls.

rap on a crap cracker. I got so caught up in writing my last post that I forgot to put my laundry in the dryer. Bollocks. I least I remembered to wipe my ass. I am horrible with multi-tasking. Here's a bit I forgot about last night:

Oh, and I can't believe I forgot to write about the ambiguously merry band I spotted on 10th street. 1) accordion, 2)fiddle, 3)open-back 5 string banjo, 4) banjo ukelelelele, 5) guitar. There were two local ladies, a Meredeth and Laura (spelling?). I fear I caught them off guard by leaping out of my taxi and standing awkwardly trying to follow the clawhammer style banjo playing. I proffered a tip, which I stuck in someone's empty beer glass. It looked altogether too lonely. Some of these cats looked downright gypsy-ish and were purportedly from Connecticut. It was a bit of a culture clash, perhaps. I am tattooed, drive a cab, and only know 3 finger style picking. I want to learn clawhammer and/or frailing but that's down the road. I also may have freighted this Meredeth lady with my cab as she teetered on her red ladies bicycle to keep time with a pedestrian she was talking to. I envied her greatly. Riding a bicycle on such a beautiful bonus night (warm in November) with sandals on, listening to Appalachian fiddle tunes. Bollocks! It's hard not to look like a stalker when you drive by constantly, but I circle downtown when I don't have any calls.