  Life is a Cab-a-Ride (profound apologies to Kander & Ebb) One of the perks (? ) of working late at my glamorous job is free cab rides home. I've gotten four such perks so far this week -- and it's only Thursday! Tonight brought an extra special treat: A driver blisfully unafraid to speed, weave, swerve and scream his way through traffic. When we were almost to my house, a bus driver actually pulled up next to us, leaned out his window and commented unbecomingly on my driver's skills. Paging Mr. Pot ... 
