In the very early days of the internet tubes, I got hooked on a serialized proto-blog called My Fare City - it was something like a street savvy cab driver meets Jim Achower (from the Onion or subsistute a feckless stoner of your choice). The author drove a cab in San Fran, where it seems there is an inexhaustible source of weird shit - it was alway good reading.
I guess I what I am trying to say is MOAR cab stories