Today was the annual blessing day for taxis and taxi drivers across SF. (Wait, magic water on Yellow Cab? No! Yellow Cab should burn in the hell!)

"Twenty-six drivers" have died on the job since 1947, which is, like, totally sad, but we love the Examiner's dismissive tone about said statisitc, saying "[t]hat's just over one death every two years." A mere drop in the bucket, really. (Hey, come write for SFist, anonymous Examiner staff member!)

Happy blessing, SF taxis drivers. And, please, stop whining to us about how no one in the city takes taxis. Because we love 'em! When we can find 'em!

Image: AP Photo/Marcio Jose Sanchez