Tell me your thoughts on fracking

On my way into Starbucks a guy walking across the parking lot wearing a jester hat and a large golden ankk around his neck flips his dreds and says, "Morning, yo..."  Somehow the two words are condensed into one syllable.
#morninghi(gh)

"You really don't like kombucha?"
"No, it tastes like flavored beer.  Mixed with dirt."

Posted to my page:
"I have to share my experience at Friendly Joe's on the Sebastopol Plaza this morning with you! The next woman in line, after I got my delicious locally roasted coffee drink, brought her own mug (as I did also of course!) but it was already full - the barista turned to her coworker and said, 'she brought her own sheep milk, we can use this, right?'!  I thought to myself only in Sebastopol..."

I ran into someone who lives elsewhere in the county.  Within four minutes of conversation he had talked about a yoga workshop, restorative yoga, vinyasa flow and a meditation CD. 
Me:  "How is it you don't live in Sebastopol?"

Shopping at Community Market When You Are Not From Here
"There are no normal drinks here!  I think that there is no Coke or soft drinks in all of Sebastopol."

Putting away props after yoga, the woman next to me says, "How are you moving so fast?  I just want to sit here."
"I'm moving quickly because I'm trying to get to Whole Foods before it closes.  You should take your time!"
She looks at me solemnly.  "Don't let Whole Foods kill your yoga buzz."

Bumper sticker:
KEEP CALM AND GET IN THE VORTEX

Rental interviews in West County ...
So, you looking to put down roots for awhile?  We're a pretty mellow household, wanting the same in a renter along with some stability.  Do you wear perfume?  Do you cook beef?  Do you use only organic cleaning products?  Tell me your thoughts on fracking.  Are you willing to wear a pussy hat to stay warm because we don't use the heater on account of fracking, naturally.  How do you feel about kombucha enemas?  Would you be open to communal kombucha enemas as a way to solidify our connection as co-creators in housing?  Oh, by the way, think you can not be here most of the time?  That would be great...
(status update of the week, by Shannon)


License plates:
WEST CO
INTUITED
DHARMA
DBL HAPI

Natural stimulants

Me:  "There is more chocolate than normal right now because of Valentine's day.  Chocolate is a big thing in west county!" 
My sister:  "Well, apparently.  There are ceremonies about it."

Discussing HailMerry chocolate tarts: 
"I am a good source for addictive vegan chocolate."

A woman and I in line at Whole Foods noticed we both had the same Rebbl chocolate drink.  She explained she just got out of a yoga class and needed something to jack her up a bit so she could get some things done.  "If I don't have one of these after yoga I go home and I'm just a blob."  She also likes to drink them when she does the treadmill.
(And I've written many a blog post after a Rebbl mocha nightcap.)

A worker at Starbucks disclosed that one morning she walked up to work listening to a guy delivering a diatribe to his friend regarding the "Support Organic Farms" bumper sticker on a truck.  "How can someone with this sticker be coming to Starbucks?!"  He listed multiple reasons why this was not okay.
His friend:  "Maybe they aren't here for Starbucks.  Maybe they are going to the physical therapy place or the Kefiry." 
Pause.  "That could be true."
(#needlesstirades)

From one of my community moles:
"I will shop at CVS.  Already have.  Probably have my hood up so I don't get tarred and feathered by the progressives.  I'd hate to get run out of town by people who haven't lived here as long as I have."

On a t-shirt: 
"got radiance?"

Chatting with someone at Milk and Honey, he told me a visitor of his roommate's asked where a mall was.  He directed her to The Barlow.  "No, a real mall," she emphasized.
"I was like, 'Honey, you're in Sebastopol.  We don't have a McDonald's, a Chili's or even a Trader Joe's.  The closest you'll get to a mall is standing in line for the bathroom at Whole Foods during farmers market."

"If I hear one more person who drives a nice Prius tell me they're broke I'm going to lose it."

I did want to clarify from my previous post that the "Minds of Serial Killers" was not a joke.  It has come up on the side of my Sebastoblog Facebook page several times as "People who like Sebastoblog also like..." 
(I'm not saying I understand it.  Explanations welcome.)







www.facebook.com/sebastoblog/

Rain, fog and cleanses

Although this did not take place in Sebastopol it very well could have.  My sister's close friend, who resides locally, was invited by her landlord to do a vision board.  She told my sister, "I don't really want to but I'm afraid I'm going to offend her if I say no!"  My sister thought, only in Sonoma County does someone have to worry about offending their landlord for lack of wanting to do a vision board!

"Cleansing is hard and can be taxing on the body and take a lot out of you.  People around here talk about cleanses like they are talking about the weather."

My sister has been letting others store items in her garage, and with the housing shortage storage has become a bigger issue.  Someone suggested to her she could rent out her garage to people who don't have enough storage space at home.  "And it's Sebastopol," I pointed out.  "You could say you will store their things and also smudge their boxes periodically."
My sister also mused, "If you're storing crystals rest assured they will be moved to the nearest window once a month during the full moon for direct moonbeam cleansing."

From a reader:  "It was kind of late and I was tired.  I was texting outside Starbucks trying to meet up w/my son and it was cold and this flashing light was sooo annoying.  I thought it was a flashing open sign.  When I finished the texting back and forth and looked up I saw it was a flashing 'yoga' sign.   I lol'd.  Where else would you see a neon flashing yoga sign?!"

A Milk and Honey worker was telling me about a woman who got offended by a Lakshmi card when she walked in.  The cards are literally right next to the door.  "She couldn't even make it past the cards?" I noted.
"I thought, our whole store is probably going to be a big problem if that offended you!"

Someone I used to work with was chatting with me about wilderness tours.  At one point he mentioned, "I used to live in South Lake Tahoe.  When people talked about guides they usually meant of the wilderness type.  I'm finally used to around here - when people are referring to guides they usually mean spirit."

A friend visiting from out of state, who used to live in this area, exclaimed: "Oh, my god!" then changed it to, "Oh, my goddess!  I forgot what jurisdiction I was in."

It came up on my Facebook page that people who like Sebastoblog also like:
Sonoma Land Trust
 (makes sense)
Noreen Evans for Supervisor
 (makes sense)
Psychotic Minds of Serial Killers
 (um....?)


License plates:
GRNDEUR
ARTZ GRL
ZINNED