It's:

It's living on an active earthquake fault located eight miles underneath your house.

It’s the albino squirrels of Dana Point Harbor.

It's starry succulents:

It’s the fit-looking older gentleman at the adjacent table in the fancy restaurant proclaiming, “I’d much rather have some chilled carrots than a bowl of chocolate ice cream for dessert.”

It's the prettiest little "drains to ocean" warning sign I've ever seen.

It's where true dudes walk barefoot in the wintertime.

It's a surfboard rack on a Schwinn.

It’s the electronic road work sign on the PCH in Dana Point which begins its message with a warning about the upcoming traffic this weekend due to the annual Festival of Whales, and concludes it with an imploring call to “Be Awesome Today!”

It's this crazy electric-powered parasailer as seen from the Strand Beach. (Notice that his seat is the motor!)

It’s where people’s outfits are in combat with each other, seeming not to agree on what season they’re in: warm wool sweaters and scarves on top, with flip-flop sandals on the bottom.

It's:

It’s the Hipster Rescue Society of Silverlake and Abbot Kinney: for just ten cents a day, you, too, can help buy new cigar pants for a hip kid in need. Some of these hipsters have extremely limited access to their trust funds; others just haven’t gotten their band’s demo CD to the right people yet. Whatever the reason for their mooching, Bohemian-vagabond lifestyle, these hip kids need our help. Because, let’s face it, Whole Foods is expensive, and so are vintage plastic glasses frames, and tousled bedhead hair cuts. So, please, give a little and receive the gift of smug coolness in return.

It’s the Idyllbeast of Idyllwild.

It's:

It’s the white convertible decorated for Christmas and sailing up the PCH.

It's the beach on a wintry day:

It's wintertime in Laguna Beach, when the painted easel holiday street signs decorate lamp posts for the season.

It’s where rich people use golf carts to schlepp to the beach.

It’s where it’s not enough anymore for middle-aged men to just have a mid-life crisis and buy a sportscar, now they have to have a mid-wife crisis and date a hot young blonde.

It’s the teenage boy skateboarding to the beach with a skimboard strapped to his back.

It’s CARMAGEDDON!!!

It’s the deranged Republican fantasy to divide our state into South California and North California.