From Wanbro's post "Blonde children and Golden Retrievers", a comment by Balong:
I was invited to a dinner party in Yosemite once – three hours of conversation consisted entirely of (i) who had the laziest ayi, and (ii) why Unit “C” houses were better than Unit “D” houses (they all look the same, so much so, that it took me the best part of half an hour to find the right one). We may be atonal mediocrity here in the city, but trust me, the slick marketing campaigns of these luxury compounds cleverly disguise a diaspora of boring expats.