It's a shame that California's biggest export is its people. This town's population is loaded with little more than uppity retired Bay Area snobs that have fled their dysfunctional home state. When you think "Ashland", think sky high rent and property rates, endless women's boutique stores, air pollution, and an age 55 and up minimum.
When an individual driving a vehicle crashes onto train tracks near a railroad crossing and continues to drive along the tracks until you get your carstuck between the ballast or on the tracks.
Guy 1: "Dude, I crashed into a railroad crossing and drove like a mile stuck between the tracks near this one station!"
Guy 2: "That's very Ashland of you."
Guy 1: "And? At least Mike Cyr's finding interesting shit to put on the grab bag."