Never the Twain

“The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.” – Anonymous Despite popular attribution, this was NOT an utterance of Mark Twain. But, it is definitely feeling like “summer” around The Bay. I’m curled up in bed

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Off To Jail…

In honor of Veteran’s Day, I’d like to revisit an oldie-but-goodie cab report. (Okay, fine. Your driver is just lazy and phoning it in this week…) _________ Thursday It’s been a ho-hum morning rush hour, full of the same old

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Babooshka Taxi

Friday Last night was a hot night, literally. I slept with all the windows open in my flat. (Though, you shouldn’t take the word “slept” too literally.) I’m still grappling with the newish revelation that San Francisco has mosquitoes! They’re

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Lucky Chances

Okay, passengers. This week your driver’s back with an old-timey San Francisco ride-along in his trusty ‘ol Prius, Citizen’s Cab #1015. No more detours through rape, suicide or Buddha complexes. No more me. And no more NOT me! (Ah-hem.) After

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