Waldorf rebellion in Sebastopol - 8th graders dressing up in their adult onesies at school even though teachers had not granted approval.
Me: "Happy New Year's, if you celebrate that."
Dude: "There are people who don't celebrate New Year's?!"
Me: "I never know around here. Some holiday wish can seem very benign and still you get, 'I don't celebrate that. Every day is a celebration to me.'"
"Yeah, that's kind of true."
"Sebastopol - where a lot of shallow people are doing a lot of deep work."
My friend overheard a woman asking about different yoga classes offered.
"We have yoga and chanting, yoga and sound, yoga and meditation, yoga welcoming the new year."
"Is it possible to do a generic yoga class?" the potential student asked.
"I'll have to check - we must have a normal yoga class. I think we do anyway."
Directions to a holiday party:
"Make a sharp left at the large tree. Look for several mailboxes in a row and turn into the second driveway. On the left you'll see an area where at any given time there are at least 3 Priuses. That is where you park..."
After my supplementizing neighbor, I kept my ears open for west county phrases (and asked a few locals):
tincturizing
over-meditated
elixir date
tahini-ish
post yoga haze
macanate
gluten crash
My young niece, dancing into the room while brushing her teeth: "I'm using toothpaste with chemicals in it.... I'm using toothpaste with chemicals in it..."
A friend was rearranging her desk and computer area in her office. She
made a few remarks about feng shui. Her boyfriend sighed. "I'm not
following you."
I interjected, "I think when you're not in Sebastopol it's called ergonomics."
License plates:
CUDL FSH
HEC YEH
SAGE FEM
LUV WNS
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