Ok, New Years was a good drive, but not a great one. Probably had something to do with the economy starting to slow down. You know, from the sub prime mortgage mess. Yes, all you idiots out there who actually believed the swine that called themselves MORTGAGE BROKERS and bought into the sub prime adjustable rate pipe dreams.
For example, I met a cop in Peoria AZ, not long ago, and he had just purchased himself a $350,000 home in north Glendale. Hah! On a cop salary! And his wife isn't working! Ha Ha Ha! Idiot got an adjustable rate mortgage with a 1% teaser rate, and low low payment he could actually afford. Trouble is, two years later, it adjusted up to 9% and now he is totally under water because he can't make the payments! HA HA HA!! Serves the guy right for giving me a ticket for blitzing a stop sign at 62 mph in a posted 25 zone. Oh well, he will probably make ends meet by dealing a little dope on the side. Hell, I know I would seriously consider it. And its not that hard for cops to score the dope, either. Say for example you bust a guy with 20 ounces of weed. (Good hydro, not that cheap ass stuff your brother in law gets.) You write him up for say 5 ounces, and pocket the rest yourself. who is going to complain? the defendant?
"Yer honor, it ain't right he be charging me with possestion of 5 ounces of weed. I had about a pound and a half minus the stuff me and my cousin Drake burnt up in the back seat of his Camaro."
Anyway the economy is collapsing. You can tell this because all the real estate get rich quick snakes are now selling books giving away the secrets to flipping houses.
Isn't capitalistic excess grand?
Made about $450 on New Years Eve, and the grand part of it is that no one threw up in the car! In fact the last guy who did throw up in my cab was a cop (Actually, the third to last. There was the illegal alien who hurled, and the demure little centerfold wannabe who drank way too much Jagermeister.)
But this cop threw up in my taxi. Granted, he was off duty, but I was furious, cuz he actually got some on my shirt! Bastard! I yelled and hollered at him, and his girlfriend said that I should watch my tongue because he was an off duty cop!
"Well, he should know the laws about public intoxication, then!"
I got 150 clams out of the girl friend.
But New Years Eve, nothing happened. It was all a bunch of slightly drunk folk who wanted to be taken home because they did not want to chance a DUI.
How come I don't get any lunatic hookers who want to beat the crap out of their meth dealers anymore?
Prospero Anno Neuvo everyone! I know mine will be.
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