The Not Cash Cab

Friday night, I was travelling from Clinton Hill to Prospect Park.  Also know as my sisters apartment to my place.  Brie, Mokey and I were looking to get home quickly so I flagged down a cab.  Now, whenever I flag down a cab in NYC I am always secretly hoping it'll be the cash cab.  Well this wasn't a van so I knew it wouldn't be the cash cab.  But I also didn't think it was going to be a ministry on wheels, driven by a slightly crazy man who called himself Pastor Phil, that was called Rolling for Jesus.  But wouldn't you know it, it was.

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Tachyons...grumble

I think I might have an irrational fear/obsession with time travel.  It's similar to the fear/obsession many claim to have with zombies.  It's that fine line between "Holy shit...I hope this never happens to me."  and "God it would be exhilarating!"

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