Charles Darwin, Fool For Love, and going to the Taxi Academy

I stop at the same deli cart for coffee every morning; partly out of habit, partly because I'm lonely and for a quarter more Bashir will talk to me and the counter guys at Europa will not. Every day it's the same routine: I ask for a small, Bashir holds up a medium, I say "no, a small," Bashir says "don't worry about it, my friend" and begins to fill a medium, I struggle to fish a dollar out of pocket, Bashir asks me what I'm listening to, I have to lie and say Springsteen or The Black Keys even though it's really Lily Allen, he hands me my coffee, I say "thank you," he says "have a good day," I say "you too" and then I'm off. Today, however, I didn't leave so quickly. I was caught by a note in bold font hanging just above the counter. It read:

"Today is the 200th birthday of Charles Darwin.

Even if you do not agree with him, please acknowledge his contributions to science.

- Bashir"

I think I'm in love with the guy who makes my coffee.

 

Currently reading Fool For Love, a collection of new gay fiction and have been reassured of Joel Derfner's brilliance. (If you haven't read Swish, do yourself a favor. The chapter about becoming a Go-Go boy is well worth the 14 bones you'll have to shell out.) Also, Josh H. of Josh & Josh contributes! Very exciting! Congrats, kiddo!

It's quite possible I might have to go to taxi school as an assignment for work, which means in 6 weeks I may actually be behind the wheel and taking your money. In preparation, I've been sitting at my desk for the last 3 hours deciding how I'd want my cab to be outfitted, and here's what I've got so far:

- Floor-t0-ceiling shag carpet

- Fruit Roll-Up receipts

- A horn set to Peter Gabriel's "Sledgehammer"

- Mini bar 

- Regular-sized bar

- Mandatory No Shirt rule

- Charo! Charo! Charo!

I think I will make a spectacular cab driver.

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[Joel Derfner]

Now I totally have a crush on you.