Booze Bus, please.
Cigar Car, too.

This might be a little too local, but I sure do wish that Jones Barbecue and Ezell's delivered. I would be a very happy (and probably very large) man. Failing that, the beer bus sounds like an idea whose time has come.

AAAKK!! I had 666 comments and had to make this one to get rid of the number! Phew.

i'd be happy to makes buckets of mojitos and take them around for sunday hangover brunch service.
Hear that funky jamaican beat coming down the street?
It's the mojito man!

My mom used to have this dude come to our house monthly, he had a pickup truck with a freezer in it and she'd end up buying all this bacon-wrapped filet mignon, shrimp, chicken kiev, all this awesome frozen stuff. It sounds gross, but it was good stuff. He was the "meat man."
Anyhow, my point is that if someone came to my house like that but it was for beer, like different kinds of beer each month, microbrews and beers from different countries, that would just rock so much.

Also a van with the perfect suggestions for dinner.
"How about mexican? No? Well I also have this Pad Thai and chicken satay, how about that? Onion bhajis? Pesto Chevre pizza? Cheeseburgers? I have it all."

Lawyers, guns, reefer and cold ass beer.

Oh and fucking bacon and eggs.

We can be the Van Vendor Avengers. Out after dark to sell you a cigarette when you really need one.
Tonight we have three movies choices for your perusal: a thoughtful documentary, an action thriller, and an all purpose porn sampler.
Need to return any movies or library books?

Drive by lawyers, guns, reefer and cold ass beer sounds too much like DC.

You know what would be really handy? Condom delivery.

Ding Dong
-Yes?
-Tampons tonight, m'lady?
-Mmm....just let me check...well, yes, three box, please.
-Two pounds, six p'nce, m'lady.
-Here you are then, off with you now.
-'night m'lady.

A good delivery service will always be killed by its success. Gotta keep it small.
The Night Bus will have it all. One guy drives and takes car of visitors, the other makes deliveries.
You can even catch a ride along the route.
Now we need a double decker and a Smoking Level Band. It could be one of the things you do instead of the army, public service.

Breakfast and dinner and fresh flowers and clean laundry.

A Minute Maid! Need a quick floor sweep? Dishes washed? A quick pick-up and the trash taken out? $5, 5 minutes.

That beer bus sounds so sweet! You put that together with the weed and munchies van and everything is beautiful. Beautiful, man.

The midnight taco delivery?

Only if it's Pink Taco.

Here in Baltimore the ice cream truck does deliver many more things than ice cream. Pot, heroin, crack are among the more illicit.

When I stayed with my Nan in the 80s, the Pop Man would deliver weird regional colas, dandelion & burdock, cream soda, etc. and take away the previous week's bottles. Ace. I'd love a pop delivery - the polar opposite of an organic veg box!

My fave delivery service is Dial-a-Booze, though - operates 24/7, only sells vodka, whiskey, lager and fags. Very, very illegal, I imagine.

As I understand it from second- and third-hand sources, there is a functioning reefer delivery service in Brooklyn, at least. Apparently it has been going for, like, 20 years. By bike.

Delivery of goods is a great idea if it actually reduces other travel. Better to have one person tooling around in a van than to have hundreds of people drive separate trips to the market. The only thing is, since no delivery service can get you everything you'd buy, people would probably end up going to the store anyhow.

A couple guys at my college started a dorm-delivery service called "Moo Juice," where they would do a twice-weekly store run for things like milk, yogurt, ice cream, sodas - stuff from a limited list. They slipped the order sheet under your door, you returned it via PO box, they left the order at your door. Turned out to be quite lucrative for them. I think they sold the business when they left and it's still running there.

The BJ hotties?

Oh yeah, lot's of reefer delivery services, but I'm talking about a dude in a truck blasting under mi sensi and ringing a bell.

Drive by lawyers, guns, reefer and cold ass beer sounds too much like DC.

Heaven forfend, DC is a venal city. I mean it in a nice, wholesome way.

Used to be that Charles Chips would be delivered to your door. Looks like that service has gone down the tubes, but there's still Chip of the Month.