> driving career was picking up Susan Sontag. I asked her if anyone asked > her if she looked like Susan Sontag and her companion snickered and Ms. > Sontag said nothing until I didn't turn onto the FDR drive to get them > downtown. Ms. Sontag requested I take the highway and I told her it was a > bad interpretation of the traffic...and in my best "newyawkeese," I told > her to use better information! She was shocked and asked if I was a phd > cab driver...not yet I said. Take the highway she commanded. When we hit > a road block on 14th st and I had to take lower east side streets > downtown, she warmed to me and asked me about my studies. At the end of > the ride I received a gracious tip and apology...I may not win many > arguments with Ms. Sontag, but for one night I not only "corrected" her > interpretation of traffic, but won her appreciation...now, if I can do > that on salinger streets...will Will: a cab ride with you would be fun, but I can't help feeling that providing Salingerian transport would be a "Taxi from Hell" situation. And I wouldn't wish that upon you! --tim o'connor