This is really old...

(From a notebook I kept to complete this task, and just to learn during the summer of 2009. These entries were compiled a few days after June 25th.)

(On a bus, a father and his young daughter converse)
Father: You tell me to find...what?
Daughter: Bike!
Father: No. No. You tell me what street. What direction. And you mean "Bank."
Daughter: Bike! I wanna ride my bike there...
Father: No, "Bay-eennk" Like that.
Daughter: Left!
Father: No, right. The bank is on our right.
Daughter: (Making a great deal of hand motioning) But it's only that way iffyou go straight. Iff you're going this way it's that way.
Father: Smartass.
Daughter: Bad dad! No cussing!
(Hugs)

(On another bus, two men)
1: Did you hear that Michael Jackson died?
2: No.
1: He died like three days ago.
2: Man, that's awful.
1: Do you care?
2: I mean, um.
1: Do you care? Come on, I'm getting off at the next stop and I'm curious.
2: I mean, I never liked his stuff or nothing, but, like, it's still a man who's dead and gone. An a lotta people loved him. An they must be sad.
1: So you care?
2: Yeah. Yeah. I guess I do. I guess I do care, but you, bus guy, what do you think?
1: I don't.
2: That's harsh man! The hell?
1: Uh.
2: Motherfucker, you're gonna make a lotta people sad that way.
1: Mike Jackson was a creep.
2: He must've still been a person though. That would have made him sad.
(The next stop arrives)