We live in a bubble. Deep down, we all know it. There is a sense that we have been transported in time by Seal Beach. On the surface, our town seems kinder, gentler and so much more stable. It seems though the rest of the nation, indeed the world, convulses with strain relating to the housing market and equity, we in Seal Beach just keep in our places, gently bobbing by the sea. Perhaps a few less shoppers in general, but mostly the same as the last thirty years. Our lifestyle seems unimpaired by much of what we see on the news? Or has it? The