PANTOMERICA

Seeking Color In The US

Pug-A-Boo

Boo Hoo for Pug-A-Boo

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Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;

We come to bury Pug-a-Boo, and to praise him.  

We lost him in a flood in Colorado Springs.

He was a humble friend, never too inflated—

always genuine and real, never fake or plastic.

Though he floated above us, he walked among us.  


Grand Canyon

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So we took Pug-A-Boo to the cutest dog park in Arizona. The locals call it the grand canyon (probably because it’s such a grand place to walk your balloon pug!). 

It’s a weird feeling when you’re writing a blog but you still can hear no one laughing at your own jokes. Fine, douchebags, it’s the Grand Canyon and, while we’re on the subject, pets technically aren’t allowed. (But we brought Pug-A-Boo anyway).

This place is friction’ crazy. People should really talk about it. 

Well, at least Jorbi P. is talking about it. 

Well, at least Jorbi P. is talking about it. 

Anyways, as you can imagine, the colors here are bonkers. Ceil would like to note that “they rock.” Get it, because of the rocks? Maggie would like to note that she’s going to effing kill herself. Get it, because of the rock joke Ceil made? 

With so many different layers deep within the canyon, and so many different shadows depending on the time of day, there’s no real limit to the colors you’ll find here.

The most striking, and famous, is a level called the Redwall Limestone. It’s what gives the grand canyon its notorious orange-red color because of the iron-oxide in the sediment. Iron is behind a lot of things that are famous for being red. 

PS: if god poops in the grand canyon, do we call it the Iron Throne? Let’s move on. 

PS: if god poops in the grand canyon, do we call it the Iron Throne? Let’s move on. 

We actually hiked pretty far down into the canyon. We wanted to see the color gradation for ourselves. We got pretty far and it was spectacular. BUT THEN an old, old man (think Jafar’s disguise in the beginning of Aladdin) who “volunteers” for the park told us we had “probably gone too far and it was too late in the day and we better turn around.” No joke, guys, it was like 2:30 in the afternoon. This guy was batshit. But he got into our heads and we turned around before we had planned to. 

Later, when we returned to the top, we spoke to a ranger who told us there hadn’t been any volunteers in the canyon since 1948. My bones went as ice-cold as the Colorado River. Pretty eerie, right?!

Okay, another bad joke that no one’s laughing at. The volunteer did really exist. But, honestly, that’s how old he was. 

Look at the other asshole we met on the trail: 

And, for a bonus, here’s another pic of Pug-A-Boo. 

That booty though...

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I mean... umm... "that blue, though..."

This photo was taken at Salvation Mountain which is essentially an adobe-covered homage to Jesus  built on top of a hill in the middle of the Californian Desert. What was once a little-known indie destination now attracts hipsters and families in Dodge Grand Caravans alike. 

You don't need to own a Dodge Grand Caravan to bring the whole family to Salvation Mountain. Just look how happy Pug-A-Boo is to see the sights!

You don't need to own a Dodge Grand Caravan to bring the whole family to Salvation Mountain. Just look how happy Pug-A-Boo is to see the sights!


Salton Sea

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Our gracious host / Maggie's godmother / Queen of the Desert Patti Rollins begged us (BEGGED US!) not to visit the Salton Sea. Actually, in her words, she said "let's talk about how you're not really going to the Salton Sea." When we insisted on going, she then asked us not to smell bad upon our return. That's how intense this place is. 

The Salton Sea was a failed resort area in the Californian desert. For a whole slew of reasons, the fish in the sea GOT DEAD and now the beaches are mostly crushed fish bones. 

For real. See that glorious beach pictured above? See that exotic white sand? That's not white sand. That's pulverized fish carcasses. That's literally dead bodies. And it comes with the smell to boot. 

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In case you stepped into this beautiful bright banana cabana and forgot that you were not on the Riviera, there is a gently used pair of underwear lying on the floor next to you.  That's the Salton Sea style.  

Why is this boat in the middle of the road?  Because no one cares. 

Why is this boat in the middle of the road?  Because no one cares. 


Let's Talk About What Happened In Palm Desert...

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Last night in Joshua Tree was pretty traumatic. Needless to say, we didn't get much sleep. Maybe it was the sleep deprivation but the next couple of days in sunny Palm Desert got a little funky. 

This is what people think of when they think of Palm Desert:

This is what OUR Palm Desert looked like:

Was it all just a mirage?

Are we idiots?