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Cab #713
Kurdistan vs. Chicago.Posted on July 3, 2009
Cab #2564
Silent Cal's Moondance.Posted on June 15, 2009
Cab #5383
Once the no-hitter was spoiled, the perfect ride turned ugly.Posted on April 20, 2009
Cab #5364
Enjoy him while you can, because he's moving back to Bosnia.Posted on April 16, 2009
Cab #5621
This Millenniium Falcon's hitting Warp Speed, Chewie!Posted on April 14, 2009
Cab #4494
A herky-jerky hybrid.Posted on February 10, 2009
Cab #6091
Name that funk.Posted on January 7, 2009
Cab #2858
A ride in The Cab of the Future.Posted on January 6, 2009
Cab #2529
A flash of genuine heart on the most competitive night of the year.Posted on January 5, 2009
Cab #583
An odd odor, a deadly hue and a blow to my self-esteem.Posted on October 20, 2008
Cab #1336
A classic adherent of the Dropped Object school of driving.Posted on July 14, 2008
Cab #101
There's a reason this is Cab 101, because you're about to get quite an education.Posted on March 22, 2008
Cab #3834
If you're single, don't take the Napa Valley wine tour by yourself.Posted on January 7, 2008
Cab #2038
Should I mouth "Help!" to that cop car beside us?Posted on December 6, 2007
Cab #539
Somehow we were to blame for the perils of O'Hare cab culture.Posted on October 30, 2007
Cab #21
Maybe this is really Cab #2112. The Rush cab. How cool would that be?Posted on August 13, 2007
Cab #6159
An exhilirating experience that may have included travel to distant planets.Posted on July 16, 2007
Cab #5321
This bus is haunting us. And so is that radio station - what is that, WLIT?Posted on July 12, 2007
Cab #2699
As we drove over the expressway he extended his right arm in a sweeping gesture and inhaled deeply. "Dat is de Kennedy," he said. I curled into a loose fetal position.Posted on June 7, 2007
Cab #6422
A pro who uses every inch of available roadway - and attendant vertical air rights.Posted on June 1, 2007
Cab #4856
We almost hit a car, a school bus, and a trolley - nearly completing the triple play. Then the driver chose to speak.Posted on May 29, 2007
Cab #6052
Ray St. Ray, the Singing Cab Driver, is in so many ways the unwitting father of Taxi Cab Journal. Now he's back, like a world-weary former lover. Only without the awkward sexual tension and emotional baggage.Posted on May 24, 2007
Cab #1889
This cab is sloshing and whirring. It's a creepy cab. And the driver is a phantom.Posted on May 23, 2007
Cab #580
The highest burglar-shield-to-fare-window ratio yet experienced - somewhere in the neighborhood of 30 square inches of ballistics-rated plastic for every one square inch of open space.Posted on May 21, 2007
Cab #5063
He's a serial lane-creator! Oh, was that us hitting the curb again?Posted on May 18, 2007
Cab #5514*
The ride was not dissimiliar to being aboard Street Sense in the Kentucky Derby.Posted on May 9, 2007
Cab #3067
Eye candy with a possible side of nose candy.Posted on April 30, 2007
Cab #324
He was driving a perfect game. Then he made a rookie mistake and everything fell apart.Posted on April 9, 2007
Cab #6681
He didn't find the cancer and rape bit on the radio funny in the least, but chuckled at the Holocaust joke. So, you know. Kind of uncomfortable.Posted on April 6, 2007
Cab #1490
Despite the nagging sense that no part of Driver #1490's barrage of facts and figures enhanced my ride or my life in any way, it was delivered with charm and genuine warmth.Posted on March 4, 2007
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