July 16th, 2008
The obese old woman at Fred Meyer has a bad hip and a wheelchair...8 comments
July 9th, 2008
“...I need to take a shower first and wash all of this blood off.”6 comments
July 2nd, 2008
“So I’ve got these two women in the back of my cab who just refuse to get out...”8 comments
June 25th, 2008
“My friend’s getting divorced, and he’s really drunk,” says the bartender...8 comments
June 18th, 2008
There’s nothing like a good Friday night, and I’m referring to the money.3 comments
June 11th, 2008
The old man in the karaoke bar’s parking lot insists that he doesn’t need any help...0 comments
June 4th, 2008
“What’re you up to?” asks my dispatcher.6 comments
May 28th, 2008
The middle-aged guy is working on an oil ship...3 comments
May 21st, 2008
“How you doing tonight, man?”3 comments
May 14th, 2008
As I pull into the back parking lot of Spot 79 on Southeast Foster Road...13 comments
[August 17th, 2005] I must have said something typically pretentious, possibly the word "importune." I had picked up a woman and a man, roommates in their mid-to-late thirties, at Jimmy Mak's, along with another guy whom the woman fancied. Apparently they just met tonight and hit it off. We've dropped him at his car, and now her roommate is teasing her. But when I join in, egging her on to pursue this guy, the topic shifts.
"May I at this time just say I am in awe at your total command of the English language?" the male roommate says. OK, that's embarrassing. I must have let my tongue run rampant again. "It's making me seriously horny, let me tell you."
Right, I'll let the tongue run rampant. "Please, pick something on which you would like to have discourse, and we'll have at." Joking, I'm joking. He picks John Stuart Mill and utilitarianism, about which I know nothing except it is related to the maximization of happiness. I start bluffing. "Oh, now I'm ready to start masturbating back here." Hearing this from a passenger is usually cause for concern rather than mirth, I must say.
They ask about the Night Cabbie; every female driver is fielding that question now. They want to know what outrageous thing they'd have to do to end up in the column.
Doesn't have to be outrageous. Here they are. Perhaps now I'll get the email I was promised. Maximization of happiness and all that.








