I'm afraid even as a new addition to the Bay Area I'm sitting at the intersection of these two. My MacBook Air rides in a repurposed burlap case made from a Guatemalan coffee sack, I hardly eat anything but organic meat and cream from Bi-Rite or food from gritty taquerias, I sold my car and kept my Italian motorcycle (which I moved here on with a vintage West German army backpack), I listen to bands that obfuscate their search results with non-ASCII names, I think Java is "too mainstream", I sleep on the floor, and I like to sprinkle my speech with Hungarian idioms. There's something good to be said about the cultures that attract and sustain such outliers.