Why did I got to Palm Springs for Christmas?
I guess the answer is "because I can."
I found this website called site59.com. Last minute vacation package deals. I don't think it's much cheaper than buying a package vacation through normal channels (but I've never bought a package vacation before so I don't know), but site59.com makes you *feel* like you're getting a good deal. Which is about the same thing.
As for my fascination with the Coachella Valley, I don't know. I'm frightening myself. This is one of the most wrongest ever places to put human habitation. I guess I have a sort of morbid curiousity about desert communities. In 300 years, are we going to be laughing at them, or are they going to be laughing at us?
I've also given up on whining about paying for wifi. I payed the tmobile tax...$9.99 for the day. I'm blogging. I'm working on the upload feature for the mac client. I'm using city search or whatever to conduct the business of having a good time. I'm in my Hotel Room. Life is dope.
I just wish I brought an mp3 player. Why do I keep forgetting that? (buying one, good headphones, remembering to bring it). Ambient noise at airports, etc is just pure torture for me. It's all about noise cancellation. And MP3 CDs would round out my pimpin' Chevrolet Cobalt rental (Orange!!!). Gotta make that shit bounce...but unfortunately the closest thing to Miami Bass in this town is "Californication" (Red Hot Chili Peppers on 93.7, "from Palms Springs to Coachella").
I figured if I was going to wander around aimlessly and write a bunch of code I might as well do it in a weird place. Things seem to be working out well....
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