6 to 6: The Jumping-Off Place

James was short and skinny, with a peninsula of purple eczema running along his right forearm. He had gray stubble on his chin and eyes which crossed…


6 to 6: Plasma

A pigeon pecked at his left ear and woke him up. He was lying in the city park where he’d slept all night. He shooed the pigeon away. “Little…


6 to 6: Batman

The new cab driver arrives in the morning wearing all black clothing and a utility belt with a bunch of gadgets hanging off it, the most conspicuous…


6 to 6: El Pendejo

I had an American guy in my cab the other day. He was pushing 60 and had a face like an alcoholic attorney. As I was transporting him, my wife, who…


6 to 6: No Way

Costco fares are the pits. Negotiating my cab into the Costco parking lot on Saturday afternoon is like trying to fit a camel into a preacher’s…


6 to 6: 112 Degrees

I was driving my cab through the parking lot of a monstrous apartment complex yesterday trying to scan the apartment numbers. Where the hell was…


6 to 6: Book People

I am on the freeway in my taxi going the speed limit with a passenger lady reading her book in the back seat. Without warning, a truck darts in front…


6 to 6: You Can Have a Seat, Sir

In my cab, I will often be called to pick up someone from a medical facility. It happens frequently that when I arrive, the patient/passenger is not…


6 to 6: The Hideaway

A tiny provincial airport in the desert north of Tucson. The land was flat and sandy, creosote and cactus. Loose volcanic rock that looked like it…


6 to 6: Late

She is the color of dusty coffee. She climbs slowly in the front seat of the cab, all 92 years of her. She has to go to the doctor. “Good morning,…