p.s.

Just now outside some guy was yelling outside in the street, so being a Gladys Kravitz, I peeked out the window to see what the fuss was about. This kid was walking up the street and explaining to a tattooed guy (who, I guess, lives across the street from us, but I've never seen him before) that someone had just stolen his truck. I think he said his girlfriend took it. Anyway, here's what he was saying as he hitched himself around the corner (apparently to chase the truck on foot):

"My truck's my life, dog."

Oh yeah, he's white, wearing big basketball shoes and long shorts, his baseball cap sideways.

dude. maybe some of us would speak hip-hop ... feckin' Eugene, dog. word.