Thursday, September 25, 2014

Coexistence and covens


I was standing outside Attico with a friend who was waiting for some people.  As they walked up she told them, "Be careful what you say to her.  She does a blog about Sebastopol."  Which, of course, always puts everyone at ease.
A person in the group said he had a question for me, as a Sebastopol "expert" (his description, not mine).  "Where do all these 'Coexist' bumper stickers come from?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest."
A woman standing next to him said, "We went to several places looking on Main Street, and nobody had them.  And no one knew where we could get one."
First guy:  "Whoever sells them must be making a fortune.  Every other car that drives by around here has one."
A man standing behind me added, "And it is kind of ironic to see all these Coexist bumper stickers in one of the most homogeneous towns I've ever lived.  But I guess that's beside the point."

I have been in a women's group for eleven years.  One member recently moved into a new place and we did a house blessing for her.  Since we have done it so many times over the years, we decided we have become quite good at doing them.  One member said, "We could make money off of this.  'Rent-a-Coven.'"
We came up with several advertising phrases:
Need some lovin'?  Rent-a-coven.
Want some sage and drummin'?  Rent-a-coven.
Ghosts in your oven?  Rent-a-coven.

A funny comment was made to me about an emoji for a spiritual name and I was telling a friend about it.  She said, "I can top that."  She pulled out her phone and showed me an emoji her sister uses when she is texting/talking about her spirit animal.  (It was a very cute emoji, actually.)

A customer at Whole Foods:  "I don't know if I should buy a raffle ticket today.  I'm not wearing my lucky green crystal."


License plate of the week:
ACUPUNK
(this might be my favorite one so far)




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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

West county morsels

An acquaintance to me at Community Market, browsing for a small gift for her neighbor:
"I can't decide between the chakra flags or the chakra candles.  Or the incense holder.  Wow, am I shopping in Sebastopol or what?"
Me:  "Well, don't forget the rainbow Oms bumper sticker."

This sign was at a farmer's market (although I don't know if it was local or not):
NO Wi-fi
Talk to each other!
Call your Mom!
Pretend it's 1993!

I was recently at a weekend workshop and a fellow attendee was talking about her sister's upcoming wedding.  She described it as a "vegan hipster dog-friendly" event.  (But children were not allowed.)  I asked her where her sister was getting married as this woman was from the bay area. She replied, "In Sebastopol."  (cue my surprise)

A woman looking at some herbal blends at Rosemary's Garden to someone beside her:  "Around here you don't call it the first day of fall.  You call it 'equinox.'  Or 'autumnal equinox' if you want to get specific."
"Yes, because in September someone might mix it up with spring equinox."

Some young teens talking outside the library:
"Last time I got in trouble I couldn't watch tv for a week."
"I lose my phone and my parents won't let me use the computer."
"I lose my phone, too."
"My parents make me do yoga."
"Really?"
"Or listen to some chanting CDs.  Until they think I chill enough."


Favorite t-shirt at the farmer's market:
"Spiritual Gangster"
(I'm not claiming I know what this means, but I liked the shirt and the cool gentleman dude wearing it)


Favorite license plate:
BODEG-AH



Friday, September 5, 2014

Sebastoposts

(Facebook post:) 
"Ok Sebastopol~ I know a lot has changed since I've been down and out, but how could ANYONE not have told me the new Community Market in Sebastopol is open until 10PM EVERY DAY?!?! This is epic. This is life changing. I no longer have to go to Old Main and ask if they serve almond milk."
(For non-locals, Old Main is a downtown bar.)

A friend sent this to me.  It was posted in her parents group:
My husband and I are looking to rent out a studio on our property that we recently fixed up.  Off 116 in northwest Sebastopol....
Small kitchen and garden space.  Non-smokers only.  Pretty views of orchards, quiet space, okay to use our kitchen when we are gone on the weekends.  We interviewed some people last week and would like to save some time by letting potential applicants know the following:
-If your income is sporadic, that probably isn't something that you should mention in the first 5 minutes.
-You can use our kitchen when we are gone and yes, you will find bacon and red meat and other junk foods in our kitchen.  And yes, we feed our kids sugar.
-My husband and I are monogamous.  Period.
-While we do not care personally if you smoke marijuana, please don't come to the interview reeking of it.  And you can not use the large walk-in closet for any illegal activity.

Regarding Sebastoblog:  "Sebastopol, where all roads lead to Whole Foods."
And from the same reader:  "Your latest update from Sebastopol.  My spirit guide gives this place three and a half stars." 

Man to fellow customer at Community Market:  "I see you're part of the migration over here from Whole Foods."

Young girl at the library to her dad:  "I don't want a boring book like that.  I want to get the book about organic composting."

Whole Foods worker, at the barbeque in front:  "I like doing this.  People are really nice to me, I have some fans.  Every now and then some vegans walk by and yell at me, but that's okay."


Favorite license plate:
OM FREELY




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