Hebonics

msolga, What's with the noodging? We got nothing better to do than come here and try to say something amusing. (Hebonic reply.)

msolga, I'd be happy to accommodate you in any way I can. Your wish is my command. (Non-Hebonic reply.)

Oy. I'm sitting here minding my own business, trying to think up something Hebonic when some meshugina out in the street sets off firecrackers. Almost fell right off the chair. A person could get a heart attack from such meshuginas. The mother obviously did not teach that boy manners. Probably too busy schmoozing with friends and playing canasta and mah jongg. Or working all day to give that boy decent clothes and nice things. This is the thanks she gets. She'd probably plotz if she knew what he was up to.

Oy Roberta!

So funny! In the best sort of way!
I am laughing away here! ("plotz"? I don't know what that means but I love it! )

I wish I could "do" Hebonics.
I've tried, but it comes out all clumsy & silly. Strange, considering the Eastern European connection. I disappoint myself sometimes.

Anyway, I'm hoping that a few of your regular Hebonics companions will join you over the next few days & weeks.
I love listening to you all bickering away!


OK, I should get off this computer soon & wash those dishes! For 24 hours they've been sitting there on the sink! What a slob I am!

Here's wishing you a terrific 2007, Roberta, dear friend.

'Plotz' is exploding, bursting. (Always good to know some German when reading Hebonics )

Thanks for the translation, Walter.

Like I'm plotzing away here after too excitement over Christmas & new year?

Plotz- The emotional state that a person experiences when she discovers that her hard drive needs reformatting!

Plotz- The state of being that the aforementioned person desires that the company that caused her the problem will experience.

"I'm plotzing. I am going messhugah from this".

Those schmucks at Dell. For what they put me through, they should only plotz!

Right.

I think I get it now.

Thanks, Phoenix.

Plotz, they should mamale. I've also had tsuris from those mumzas you shouldn't know from.

Dell, Ich hubse in drerd.

I wish you all a good new year, but what's good about it? Too soon to know. Can't hoit to wish, though.

I watched the ball drop in Times Square on tv. Can't be official new years without the ball. Never went down for a personal look-see. I may be mishuga, but I ain't stoopid. Didn't seem 100 percent official because Dick Clark wasn't there, he should live and be well.

Hope this is sufficiently Hebonic for you, msolga. If the people who hire me to edit and proofread for them saw me talking like this, they'd plotz.

Roberta- So what are they going to do? Sue you?

Oy vay. A brocheh this is. Over here, in the land of white bread, those schlemiels would have no idea what I am talking about. In Florida yet. You think Florida is all Miami Beach? Would you believe that I had to explain to this yenta what matzo ball soup is?

Phoenix, If they don't know what matzoh ball soup is, there's no yentas.

You mean to tell me there's more the Florida than Miami Beach. What else could there possibly be? I been to Florida many times. There's Miami Beach and Miami.

Also the Walt Disney place, which is not in Miami. Walt Disney should know from Miami? He should live so long. Oops, too late for that. I hear they froze him like a fahkakta fudgicle.

You wanna hear something? Did you know that, years ago, the definition of "fahrblunzhet" was: "a kosher butcher in Scarsdale". So it's changed now, but it's still funny.

From what I have heard, my entire H.S. graduating class moved, en masse, to Boca Raton.

What's changed? A kosher butcher in Scarsdale is still fuhblungit. Only the definition has expanded.

So did the class rent a bus like on a senior trip? And is Boca Raton the same place as Boca? That's what I know from. I'm going to Boca to see the family. Two words? Who knew. And neither one of the words is English. Don't they know this is America. They gotta name stuff in English. Like Catskills. Two English words combined. Can't beat that. Although I can't say I approve of bumping off little fuzzy animals. But at least it's in English. You wanna go to the Catskills, you leave the felines at home. You know what to expect.

When I was a little girlchik, we went to the Catskills. We brought our bird along. We figured it would be safe if they killed all the cats. It was, too. Didn't see a cat the whole time. There were some dogs there, though. One of them was my cousin. He wouldn't eat his relative. Feh pooh.

I made, oy, such a nice mamaligah last week, it was Mexican inspired, with chipotle and pieces of corn off the cob and scallions and cilantro. It was what to die for.

PS I really do have Mexican relatives, Jewish as I am. They have great names that make 'em sound like clothing designers like (I swear I am not making up these names) Sergio Rubinstein and Luis Rosenthal.

Jes, Sergio Rubinstein sounds absolutely sounds like a designer. Can you get me something for wholesale?

I wonder do they have Jews in China. Then you'd get some interesting names. Wan Lee Lipschitz. It's got a nice ring to it, dontcha think?

<Ooooooh, they're back!>

Don't get your gottkis twisted in a knot, msogla, you little vonce, you.

Maybe we're back. And maybe we're not.

bm. Lots of great material here. Linwood Street, about a block from our home in Detroit, was the boundary between Irish and Jewish neighborhoods. Brings it all back.

You calling me a vonce, are you, Roberta?!

That's outrageous! (I need a Hebonics dictionary, & I need it now! )

Don't play your cunning little cat & mouse games with me, girl!

I know you're back! You guys can't help yourselves!

Msolga-So why should we deny ourselves? Maybe it's bothering you?

Bothering me? Not at all, Phoenix!

Oy, you're such a nice girl. Come here mammeleh, and let me pinch your cheeks!