In a dank, dark basement a genuine skeleton dances with a very happy woman. As they sway to the rhythm the Skeleton enjoys a cigarette. There's a cigarette butt in his mouth. And, by the way, the skeleton is not an imposter. A man came up to me after a slide show and said, "I'm a doctor and that skeleton is real!" (thanks for the info doc!). Behind them, on a crepe paper tablecloth with well-preserved fold lines, sit several bottles of boos. At least one of them is half empty. Behind the tabletop bar is a dryer. That's very progressive. Most people didn't have dryers in 1962. And most people don't usually dance with dead people at parties either!CLICK FOR MORE!
CHARLES PHOENIX: PALM SPRINGS BUS TOUR
Presented by Modernism Week
501 S. Palm Canyon Drive,
Palm Springs, CA 92264
Retro pop culture humorist and Holiday Jubilee author, Charles Phoenix leads a spirited adventure atop a double-decker, open-air bus highlighting exterior views of spectacular mid-century modern homes and estates, commercial and civic buildings, and other…Read More