Ron and I just came back from an impromptu mini-vacation to Joshua Tree, CA.
We stayed at this amazing place called Hicksville Trailer Palace. Kind of like the Madonna Inn in a mini hipster trailer park. Our trailer was themed after the Integratron, a dome-like structure with perfect acoustics where you can take a “Sound Bath.” (I hear it’s something like standing next to a huge speaker at a concert, but in your mind.)
The guy who created the Integratron says aliens told him to do so. So our trailer was super space-themed complete with a machine that projected a constellation of laser stars on our ceiling, a fog machine, and a “alien communication device” that we never got to “work”, I suppose we just aren’t as in touch with the cosmos as we pride ourselves to be.
In addition to lounging, we shot BB guns, drank whiskey, hung out around a fire pit, and ate at a local Western-y restaurant that could only be described as “David Lynch-ian.” Earlier today we checked out the Noah Purifoy Outdoor Desert Art Museum because I like going where Anthony Bourdain has gone.
What she said… Oh and something she didn’t say was that she completely surprised me with this little vacation. It was my Christmas present and I couldn’t have asked for a better one.





