Toby Stone

musician/factotum/cabdriver

music, film, books, history, politics, drinking, conversation, philosophy, shit like that.

smart and/or naked

naked and/or smart

loud

funny

recovering geek, wondering if this country is really as stupid as we seem lately. my dazzling child is both my only hope & my greatest fear for th future. i play rock & roll, not always in that order. i've stolen stuff from every job i've ever held. i only felt bad about it once. happiness truly is only found in others, never in ourselves. th best anti-depressant i've found lately is digging in dirt, if you can believe it. it made me feel good for days afterward. there was also some tree-planting involved, which may figure into th treatment as well. nonetheless th angst still flows freely in me, which i take to mean that i still have to get over myself. any good hints on how this is done, other than jesus or allah, would be appreciated. and now here's something we hope you'll *really* like...

well, th "...later than 10:30pm..." crowd will have to get along w/o me for th time being, as this cab gig requires my presence no later than 7am. i guess i'm wafting between desires at this point...no spare time anymore. for want of a better, i suppose i want to meet someone cool, interesting & inspiring who rides yellow cabs in ann arbor a lot.