Weekend Work/Cabbies are My Friends.

I was walking down Avenue A yesterday and heard this dude jingling close behind. I literally heard him clanking and I had headphones on. And I could see him out of the corner of my eye. I hate that. It's like tailgating without a barrier. Weird thing about the word "tailgating" is that it can mean driving way too close or eating nice food at an event. That does not seem to make sense to me. But then again, what does?! ANYWAY. So, all of a sudden the dude is running and I see that he is also smoking pot. Like, legit working out style running, not running from the cops running. I just feel that that is kind of odd because one would think that smoking would instill chill mode but in this crazy (and he did look crazy) dude it instilled fitness. Good for him.

Work. Well, work was ridiculous last night. 

The first band was very American Idol meets Korn meets Hippie Love. A dude in the band told me that when he was younger his parents put him in Indian Troup instead of Boy Scouts because they were hippies and in the Indian Troup he once caught a catfish and now can't eat catfish as a result. "Those things are crazy looking," he said, looking off into the distance. Yes, I do imagine something that looks a cross between a cat and a fish would be rather crazy looking and yes, I do understand why you opt for the chicken burrito and instead of catfish guaco loco at San Loco's.

I told the girl in the second band to "break her face". I feel like breaking legs is overrated. The drummer of this girl's band was doing full on running stretches before they went on. He said he always warms up before a show, aah haha. I also overheard him or another dude who looks just like him, also in the band, saying "I'm not a person! I'm not a person because I'm in a band!" Ah, so true! Jokes!

Another dude in a band (may I please apologize for writing "dude" so much) dropped his pick on stage so used the the cap from a water bottle to replace it. I admire his innovative thinking but even he admitted, not a great idea.

Work inspired me to draw this guy

One of the customers last night was wearing a leotard WITHOUT PANTS and may also have been a man. I understand not wanting to rock the pants but a bow in your hair is not going to make you look less of a slut. Sorry.

My cab rides home all weekend have been amazing. People give cabbies a bad rap but I think they're lovely when you break the ice. I told my driver on Saturday night that I liked his music and then he took the cd out of his player and GAVE IT TO ME. I have yet to listen to it but I'm pretty sure it is really LIGHT music and I may actually hate it but after working a really LOUD show it is so very welcome. Him giving me the cd is almost as good as when I told a driver I liked his shirt and he took it off his back and gave it to me. DEAD SERIOUS. I tried to resist but he insisted I have it. It was a Ninja Turtles tee. And Sunday's cab driver was a sweet man with 8 children and 35 grandchildren and they all live together in Park Slope. He was a real dollface. I am also reminded of the time the cab commissioner or something was driving me around. Dude was like a celebrity. He works in the office and oversees everything but sometimes drives around so fellow drivers feel like he understands where they are coming from. Every time we passed a fellow yellow car, there were honks and waves! I felt like I was kickin' it with the pope....or someone very much that is not the pope.