Thrilling Two-Fisted Tales of Commuters Observed:
As noted earlier, we've been taking a couple cabs these days. On Tuesday, we had a real character for our cabbie. Quiet guy, African immigrant, judging by the accent. But it was a trip, sitting in traffic while taking Z. to school, and listening to this guy sort of hum, sort of sing through "Landslide," "Had A Bad Day," and "Let's Hear It For The Boys." And pretty much every song on the radio. I was trying hard not to crack up.