1.16.2004

Theme of the week:

The talk at work has been slang.

As in, "What up, Dog?"

It all started when someone of the hippie generation asked me what "word" meant.

"Word is 'truth,'" I said. "You know, Hallelujiah, that's the word of the lord. And word to your mother is 'really big truth.'"

Can of worms.

"Word up to your diggety dog, yo yo, you can just fasizzle my dizzle, and that sweater is just stupid fresh, yo," she said.

Then we attempted to teach a twenty-five year-old "shazbat."

"Does it mean, like, dude?" she asked.