Overheard in L.A.: What Our Shamans Are Telling Us
This week's edition of Overheard in L.A. features snippets of conversation overhead from Runyon Canyon hikers, shaman clients and Trader Joe's customers.
Overheard of the Week
"I saw my shaman and she told me to stop gossiping."
Frustrated teenage girl: "It's P.E. dad, it's not like I'm training for the Olympics."
At Fry's electronics in Burbank via Brian Reynolds
When We Cute
Woman: But you said she cute, right?
Man: Yeah, she's pretty, but she's Orange County pretty with all the hair, lots of make-up and fancy clothes.
At The Conservatory Coffee Shop in Culver City via Susan Hulbert
Why We're Eating Pirate's Booty
Older health-conscious father explaining the danger of sodium in bag of Doritos to his young daughter: "It's like putting dynamite in your stomach."
At Trader Joe's via Timothy Furlong
Dirty Old Men
Old guy to lady: "Where's that dirty book I've been hearing so much about." *Laughter*
At Studio City Bookstar via @jasonburns
At Least It Wasn't Chocolate
One member of a responsible dog-owning couple: "Yeah, we gave the dog ecstasy, too."
At Runyon Canyon via @daveburg
"We were having so much fun!!!...But then that stupid girl died and ruined it for the rest of us."
In West Hollywood via @AlexCostalupes
Dreaded "Westside Burnout"
"I'm really fucking sick of this Brentwood scene, man."
"It IS rude he does armpit farts at your dinner parties but at least he's not doing pirouettes in a pink tutu."
"I can't believe that picture of my balls is still on the Internet!"
"The spinach tastes like spinach."
At Larchmont Bungalow via @theloniousfunk
You're Doing It Wrong
Person 1: "Oh, you're talking about that movie Mean Girls, right?"
Person 2: "No my morning yoga class..."
Not So Much
"This would be a good place to hide from zombies."
At Disneyland via @Ramon_Bryce
"I'm Miranda?!? Oh my God!!!!"
At a gay Palm Springs party via @markfenlon
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