Saturday, August 06, 2005
Executive Cabs
Rock, because of the monologue. It's good having a man on the end of a phone, with a Mercedes, who just seems to appear when you need him, but it gets better when he drowns the journey nothing through a series of tall tales. And you start to believe him, because his personality grows on you. Damn charisma - underated and unpurchasable.
Sadness, because I will be unable to say goodbyes to a short but important list of people.
