My profile includes the description: Taxi driver to the stars (a couple of them, anyway). On another occasion I came THIS CLOSE to getting John Lennon in the car. I had driven down Eighth or Ninth Avenue (which one goes down? Ninth?) and turned left onto something in the forties. Right before I got to the corner, another cab cut in front of me and into the block. Sure enough, somebody was hailing a cab in the middle of the block. As I passed, I saw a few people approaching the cab, one of them was Lennon.
I never regretted missing out on the privilege, though. In those years, Seventy Three, Seventy Four, he was mostly famous for throwing up in restaurants, and cabs too, no doubt.
Joe DiMaggio was quiet, but a total pleasure, I loved the guy. Ronald McDonald was the best. Very friendly, interesting, and a good tipper. Did I tell you he was gay?
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I've heard of "claims to fame" but having some 3rd rate celeb in your back seat is really pushing it.
Really? A guy who prances around in a clown suit and makeup singing is GAY? Next you'lll be telling me that Nathan Lane isn't a manly stud!
Yeah, and I had lunch one time with Eric Clapton and Ginger Baker! Plus, I personally knew the son of the son of the accountant that put Al Capone in prison! He was also the nephew of Butch O'Hare! How'd you like them apples!
These aren't my claims to fame though. My real claim to fame, as you may know, is my charm.
Claims are overrated: BP
But those who actually knew DiMaggio said he was a total douche.
Ninth is south. Here's a nice video link for your listening pleasure: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXm5rEcdQ44
Ninth runs south. Other than that, I ran across this on the youtube thingy the other day. Thought you might enjoy it.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SXm5rEcdQ44
Please forgive the double post. I looked for a couple of days, didn't see it, and thought I didn't send the original. I see you've been away.
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