Friday night, I took a cab out to Williamsburg (because that’s how I be livin’, y’all), and half of a potato was thrown into the window at the driver c/o a couple of kids. The cabbie was a bit panicked, as was I, but let me tell you, that shit still beats taking the subway.

Now, I don’t mean to put down those of you who do wait underground in the heat, sweating and shit, to catch a train that may not ever come. But, dudes, with work right across the park (I ride my bike) and enough cash in my pocket to take a taxi on the nights I actually have time to go out, not having to ride the subway anymore is wonderful.

In short: Subway Folk is over.

But, I’m back bitches! So, watch out.