Post(ish)-pandemic Sebastopol

"He's the kind of guy that moves through life like he's always at a tantra workshop."

Young child informing the adults in the room:
"We can't go one day without kombucha around here."

Several kids playing:

"He's the Poop God, and he's been chasing us around."

"But he's a nice Poop God."

"And his wife's name is the Poop Goddess."

In front of Taylor Lane:  "You know, she's the one with the Ganesha face mask."

"I wouldn't say Community Market shoppers are any more high maintenance than they were before.  They've always been a pretty needy crowd."

"How are you doing?"

"Fine.  I mean 'pandemic fine,' but okay more or less."

"What have I been doing during the last year?  Mostly keeping Handline in business."

In an email from a friend:

"And on top of everything else, I've been having to do yoga outside.  On the grass, near a winery, listening to traffic go by, usually pretty hot, bugs crawling on me and absolutely no ground that's level enough to be laying down on.  Instead of being relaxing it feels like I'm on a crappy camping trip."

License plates

EGLE RAY

FOX MTN

EMPT HAND

GR8 THX

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