Another day, another goat

From a reader:  "Leaving work at 7:45.... at the main intersection of Sebastopol downtown when I realize the dude on the corner was wearing a longish gown thing (a-la Jesus) that was tie-dyed, has scraggly Jesus hair and the thing on a leash I thought was a dog..... IT WAS A RAM WITH HUGE CURVED HORNS!  Such a Sebastopol experience."
A day or two later I was in Whole Foods and the cashier mentioned, "Have you seen the dude walking around with a goat?"  And I responded I heard about it via a blog reader but hadn't actually seen it.  She then described the guy to me, and as it turned out.... two completely different stories.

At a grocery store (and actually not Whole Foods or Community Market).
The cashier recaps: "Things have been very intense!  The new moon, mercury going retrograde, then the eclipse and full moon... We are rockin' and rollin'!"

"Well, in Sebastopol people dress pretty casual.  So you may have pajamas on but no one would notice.  They would think you're wearing gardening or yoga pants."

Guy flags down another guy backing out his truck in the parking lot at Papas and Pollo.  "Hey, bro... there is Kombucha on the top of your car, man!"

I normally don't randomly start talking to someone I don't know, unless it is connected to doing this blog.  I was in the library parking lot walking behind a guy wearing big bulky, flowery pants.  I said to him, "Based on the pants you are wearing, I think you would like my blog."
He looked at me, a little confused, maybe thinking I write a clothing blog.  Finally he asked what it is about.
"It's a humorous blog about Sebastopol culture," I explained.
"Oh, what's it called?  I probably would like it."
(See?)

(Thank you to Emily for the fodder alert.)
Facebook post:  "Sebastopol's feng shui is jacked."  (Referring to the construction on 12 and the new CVS building going up, both creating a lot more traffic than usual.)
 comment:  "It's not really Sebastopol's fault. It was just a small apple farmer's town and then all the PEOPLE happened."
 comment:  "No it's mercury retrograde - it'll be over soon!"
  reply:  "Has Mercury been in retrograde for 10 years?"
  (and my favorite) reply:  "A debate about whether issues in Sebastopol are caused by bad feng shui or mercury in retrograde is the most Sebastopol thing ever."

Bumper sticker of the week:
I Break for Butterflies


License plates:
SPRT FRE
EL COOL
LET IT BE
ECO LVL
BLESSEDZ

Delivery in retrograde

From the last posting:
"What are pockets of preciousness exactly?"

A woman at my bank who was commenting on west county culture:  "I don't think very often that I live in a place that is that different from other towns.  But last weekend I walked into Community Market and there was a guy with no shoes wandering around, another caucasian guy with dreads complaining there were no purple sweet potatoes, a young couple who looked like they had been transported from Golden Gate Park circa 1965 and then passed a woman explaining the differences between intentional communities, cooperatives and communes.  This all happened in about 60 seconds."

Overheard at Whole Foods in the frozen section:  "Tofurky pizza.  What in the world...?"

I was chatting with someone in line at Whole Foods who ended up "confessing" to me she eats only organic produce but with unhealthy chips or cheese puffs.  "I don't like healthy chips, I don't know what it is about them.  I'll have organic carrots and celery and dip with oolong tea - and a pile of Cheetos."  (Which reminded me of when I buy my favorite chocolate mocha drink and pro-biotic kefir, the two probably cancelling each other out.)

A voicemail from a local shoe mender, Michael the Arch Ankle, regarding my sandal that had fallen apart:  "...calling you back from the boot shop.  Your sandal - you need to have your sole saved.  And you know I practice boot-ism.  I am a boot-ist.  And I, if anybody, am able to reincarnate your sole using the principles of boot-ism.   So we must schedule an appointment, a prayer session.  So your sole can be saved.  And you know they are sole mates, so you may have to bring both sandals."

My sister gets Whole Foods deliveries weekly which are usually smooth and uneventful. Recently she received one that went sideways in multiple ways.  The delivery debacle included: being 3 hours late, the driver going to an old address she hadn't lived at for several years, only delivering part of her groceries, one grocery bag and the receipt being left at Whole Foods.  In addition the order was wrong: "...including burritos that I had to send back because they were gluten-free tortillas but had dairy (I felt like a total princess telling the guy that)."  Whole Foods emailed apologizing and stating that they normally don't do deliveries on holiday weekends, referring to Labor Day.

My sister's response:  "I know in times past you've sent out emails regarding no delivery during holiday times.   Perhaps it's a good idea to add no deliveries during Mercury in retrograde too, eh?" 

License plates:
ARROW IT
SURE GRL
MELO MOM
BAD CHEE
LOVY BUG
  (this car gets honorable mention for having eyelashes on the headlights)






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