We're in the desert, working on our laptops. The only place with wireless internet is on the parking lot of the Death Valley Rangers. Our car is red. The desert is red, blue, yellow, green and mostly a combination of all the colours that exist on this planet.
We need the desert now, the best place to have our cold turkey from the colours of Vegas.

This morning in the only diner this side of the desert, I accidentally ordered from a breakfast menu from 1941.
It was hanging on the wall next to my table, as a souvenir. When I asked for a Harvey Girl Sunny Side Up, the waiter looked at me funny...