Aaron getting some precious sleep on Highway 5.
One time I stared at the sun for 1 hour....just curious I guess,...thats why my friends call me whiskers.
We threw the land of the swirly-twirlies...literally.
Joshua Tree's in Joshua Tree National Park.
From Haight Street to The Desert: Jordan walks in Joshua Tree Park.
Yes,...I went straight from my job to The Desert.
It was windy atop of the rocks that we climbed.
I'll take a desert on the rocks.
The Legend of Pauly's Gold.........
I got pecked below my lips while fooling around with this cactus.
I'll take a Paul and Aaron on the rocks.....
Hey, Rock-Bang!
Another random picture of the desert thrown in......
Rocks and trees.......
Fuckin' Desert......
Turtle-Man finds a long lost Brother on the road.
Finding a Turtle on the road was a spiritual experience.
I needed to be in a picture with the turtle.
Awesome Dude was spotted on this intersection in Indio.
100 degree fashion: You will never see us wear what we wore down there.
We were sun-baked and delerious.
Aaron carries an inflatable Whale around the campground lawn.
Drinking Pacifico's in the shade.
Friday night fire by Aaron.......
My face lights up as I watch our fire.
Red Dave.
Jordan looks on as a bunch of weird, dorky, annoying strangers infiltrate our campsite.....who are these people?
And who are these people?
Aaron dons a vato loco shirt and Elvis glasses.......absurdly funny.
More funny absurdity.
Wet Turtle: Dave enjoys a waterfall.
Me and Dave lounge around an Indio pool.
The long road to the Festival grounds was paved with 100 degree heat.
We arrive at Coachella.......................!!!!!
This is my friend, Dave. He's a cool guy.
The Hieroglyfics play on the main stage.
The best view we got of Beck from the side.
Twookie!
It was a feast for all senses......
Radiohead...........
It's Kraftwerk! Can you believe it?
Whoa,....kraftwerk......
I loved how Indio, CA looked like Iraq.
The desert kills: Me, Aaron, Dave and Jordan stop to look at a dead dog in the 100 degree heat. We all agreed that it was "hella dead".
Another shot at the this most dead of a dog.
Drinking kills............
It's still dead.........
Basement Jaxx had an awesome show.....
Eargasmic and eyegasmic....
Legachella............
Dancing the night away to Paul van Dyke......
An Indio man drives us to the AM PM as the tempature hits 105.
While waiting for my car to be "fixed", we grow ever more goofy in the heat.
A cool MGD goes down really good.....although, it wasn't that cool.
At this point, we were gone.......baked by the desert and other things.
Me and Jordan........trying to stay cool.
The $400 we used to pay for the "fixed" car.
These peolple did not fix my car, but they gave us free bud light.
A bunch of Buracho's.....
Ass. Nuff said.
Jordan shows off her heat rash.
The car gets towed for the third time in Oxnard as Aaron enjoys getting lifted onto a tow truck.
In Oxnard, Pancakes play baseball.......thats the only cool thing about the place.
Settling into a motel bed in Oxnard.
Aaron, how you feeling, man?
Goodbye.......