I was just thinking that I hadn't had any Sebastopol encounters for a while when I overheard a conversation by the deli counter at Community Market. The special for the day was a grilled bacon/tomato/basil sandwich.
Guy to his friend: "I think I might get the special... That sounds good. Oh, I'm sorry, maybe I shouldn't be tempting you with a BLT."
Guy #2: "Truthfully I'm not really a vegan. I learned what I am. I'm a negan."
Me stepping closer to them, "I'm sorry, what is a negan?"
Guy #2: "Nearly vegan."
I nodded. "Well, that makes sense."
First guy: "You should put that on a t-shirt. 'NEGAN.' With an asterisk, and in small letters 'vegan except for bacon.'" Then to me, "And actually it's true, he really is a vegan. With the exception of bacon."
Me: "I have a few friends I could get that t-shirt for."
And as a good negan, I did see him order the BLT sandwich with vegan mayonnaise.
Shopper:
"There is a lot of nice jewelry here. But I really want something that doesn't... you know, have an Om sign or the tree of life. I like my jewelry and I like my spiritual life, but I'd just prefer to keep them separate."
Man gazing at flier: "Well, look at that. In Sebastopol there is not just a class on conscious parenting. There is an entire festival."
License plate of the week:
CHAKRA3
(The question being, is this in reference to the third chakra? Or were CHAKRA1 and 2 just already taken?)
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Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Friday, June 13, 2014
When felines and tarot cards collide
"I'm not going to yoga to be happy! If I wanted to be happy, I would go somewhere and order a glass of wine."
At Global Village:
"We could get them these religious prayer flags, yes. They could go with the three thousand other prayer flags they already have all over their property."
"It's not hard to find yerba mate in Sebastopol. You can get it at the gas station."
(I did not know this, but it is in fact true.)
"Where are you from initially?"
"Born and raised in Grass Valley. But I have spent a lot of time in Sebastopol."
"So you are one of those Sebastopol/Grass Valley dual citizenship folks."
Woman shopper, to a store owner: "The feng shui in this space isn't promoting flow."
Her friend: "Not everyone knows about feng shui."
Same woman, to a small group standing next to them: "Do you know what feng shui is?"
Several of them nod. To her friend, "I think the types of people who live around here know about feng shui." After a moment. "And the feng shui in here is kind of atrocious."
"I know what I am going to do this summer! I am going to create a cat tarot deck!"
Favorite business card of the week:
Chocolate Troubadour
Favorite license plate:
DEJA VU
At Global Village:
"We could get them these religious prayer flags, yes. They could go with the three thousand other prayer flags they already have all over their property."
"It's not hard to find yerba mate in Sebastopol. You can get it at the gas station."
(I did not know this, but it is in fact true.)
"Where are you from initially?"
"Born and raised in Grass Valley. But I have spent a lot of time in Sebastopol."
"So you are one of those Sebastopol/Grass Valley dual citizenship folks."
Woman shopper, to a store owner: "The feng shui in this space isn't promoting flow."
Her friend: "Not everyone knows about feng shui."
Same woman, to a small group standing next to them: "Do you know what feng shui is?"
Several of them nod. To her friend, "I think the types of people who live around here know about feng shui." After a moment. "And the feng shui in here is kind of atrocious."
"I know what I am going to do this summer! I am going to create a cat tarot deck!"
Favorite business card of the week:
Chocolate Troubadour
Favorite license plate:
DEJA VU
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Renting and lamenting in west county
Sometimes when I am talking to people it will come up that I write a blog about Sebastopol and its quirkiness, which of course leads to stories about quirky moments in Sebastopol. It is kind of a chicken or the egg thing.... then I end up with anecdotes for the blog.
Such was the case recently when the topic of this blog surfaced and it lead to a discussion of the most overused words in Sebastopol. Some gems from this exchange:
"The most overused word would have to be 'blessings.' Lots of blessing going on in Sebastopol. It's like a town full of Catholic priests minus the Christianity."
(As an aside, I was slowing down for someone to cross the street this week and he held out his hand and said, "Blessings." It was one of those how Sebastopol was that? moments.)
"I think the most overused phrase is: 'Let's meet at Whole Foods.'"
"Maybe seconded by 'I've been trying to manifest....' Sometimes I want to say, set a goal! Setting goals is okay, too."
"I think one of the most overused words is 'goddess.' Really, I had a very different relationship with that word before I moved here."
"I'd have to say the most overused excuse around here is 'I can't because I'm a virgo/pisces/leo....' Or, 'I don't do well with him because he is an aries/tauras/has a scorpio moon...'"
Favorite local post of the week:
"I am looking for a rental in Sebastopol or Forestville. My hope is it can be walking distance from downtown Sebastopol with an area I can garden. I would also like to put up an outdoor kiln. Quiet, mellow woman in her 50s. If you have a reasonably priced room in a house or granny unit that is clean, scent-free, preferably vegetarian household, free of smokers, quiet (no young children), open to a renter who meditates, is vegetarian/sometimes vegan, does not like television and burns incense regularly and is respectful of boundaries in a shared living area then please contact me. Would like to find a place where there is little to no noise after 9 p.m. (including laundry being done). I am also allergic to pets.
References available. I really am low maintenance, despite how the above paragraph makes it seem."
Co-worker: "Do you know where we could get some sage [for smudging] around here?"
Me: "Um, I could walk out to my car."
Favorite license plate of the week:
BRN OWL
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Such was the case recently when the topic of this blog surfaced and it lead to a discussion of the most overused words in Sebastopol. Some gems from this exchange:
"The most overused word would have to be 'blessings.' Lots of blessing going on in Sebastopol. It's like a town full of Catholic priests minus the Christianity."
(As an aside, I was slowing down for someone to cross the street this week and he held out his hand and said, "Blessings." It was one of those how Sebastopol was that? moments.)
"I think the most overused phrase is: 'Let's meet at Whole Foods.'"
"Maybe seconded by 'I've been trying to manifest....' Sometimes I want to say, set a goal! Setting goals is okay, too."
"I think one of the most overused words is 'goddess.' Really, I had a very different relationship with that word before I moved here."
"I'd have to say the most overused excuse around here is 'I can't because I'm a virgo/pisces/leo....' Or, 'I don't do well with him because he is an aries/tauras/has a scorpio moon...'"
Favorite local post of the week:
"I am looking for a rental in Sebastopol or Forestville. My hope is it can be walking distance from downtown Sebastopol with an area I can garden. I would also like to put up an outdoor kiln. Quiet, mellow woman in her 50s. If you have a reasonably priced room in a house or granny unit that is clean, scent-free, preferably vegetarian household, free of smokers, quiet (no young children), open to a renter who meditates, is vegetarian/sometimes vegan, does not like television and burns incense regularly and is respectful of boundaries in a shared living area then please contact me. Would like to find a place where there is little to no noise after 9 p.m. (including laundry being done). I am also allergic to pets.
References available. I really am low maintenance, despite how the above paragraph makes it seem."
Co-worker: "Do you know where we could get some sage [for smudging] around here?"
Me: "Um, I could walk out to my car."
Favorite license plate of the week:
BRN OWL
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