Austin, TX. Crazy Dave buys a book. 2012.
This was a big week for me. A week ago today marked the 1-year anniversary of the day we began our 500-mile journey across Spain walking the Camino de Santiago. Then on Tuesday I gave my 1st cab ride in over a year. I've been wanting/trying to get back in a cab, any cab, since we got back from Spain last August. Last week I FINALLY got an offer—to fill in for a vacationing Austin Cab driver for a week. The cabbie who owns the car, Dan, also offered to let me drive his Prius cab on Friday and Saturday nights. Woo-hoo! So I'm back in the BobCab game until the wedding in October. And in honor of this new situation, I am posting this photo of one of my all-time favorite BobCab regulars. Dbo—or "Dave" as he's known to me and more than a few others—is one of the funniest, saltiest weekend drunks you'll ever meet. I've happily witnessed many a Dave rave, wherein he'll drunkenly, loudly, yet somehow endearingly, rail his profanity-laced invective on any number of subjects ripe for skewering. (Hipsters, tourists, Austin cops, the list is endless.) He's a damn hillbilly genius in my book and I just feel lucky he's introduced me to his musician friends, his comedian buddies (Blake Midgette, et al.), his Richmond homies (we miss you Bob-o and Katie), various dudes named David (there are at LEAST 2 of them, right?) and his awesome girlfriend-turned-fiance, Leslie (hey Leslie!). I've even met Dave & Leslie's big fat cat. Love those guys! Much of what I've been missing about not being a cabbie during this last year has been catching up in the cab with my old passengers-turned-friends like Dave, er, Dbo as he's known in the deep undercover world of the Internet. So here's to Dbo! The best damn taxi customer a cabbie ever had. P.S. I'll be driving the cab tonight and next weekend. Call me, maybe? :)