I have never been to Palm Springs.
I know, crazy, right?! The Mecca of the gays, the town stuck in the 1950s, the getaway from LA. Never been.
Our good friends K-Bear and Arg are getting hitched soon, and Arg had his bachelor party a few months ago out in Palm Springs at the Hard Rock Hotel…a bachelor party that I was supposed to go to, but because of some family stuff, I had to bow out of that debaucherous affair. He had such a good time, and the girls had been talking about all doing something together for a while…and so we finally pulled the trigger on it…
…and here I am, sitting in Palm Springs for the very first time. Can’t see much of it, because it’s currently dark, but I can FEEL it out there. Beckoning.
We’re spending tomorrow at the pool, which will be nice. Tonight we went to da club. It was…we were just trying to describe what it was like, at least musically speaking. It was like…a high school dance, circa 2002. And the crowd, oh the crowd. It was a really, REALLY eclectic mix of people in their 30s, 40s, 20s, and all groups. LA peeps, locals, gays, bachelorette parties…it was really weird. Oh, and Hennessy was there giving out free shots.
Okay, it’s time for the sleeps. More reports tomorrow.