Palm Springs. The perfect getaway for the overworked or out of work Los Angeleno. Surprisingly close, almost as warm as the valley(kidding), and you can tear it up poolside at hot spots like the Ace Hotel - all of a sudden it's 1996 all over again and you are on "The Grind" with Eric Nies.
Palm Spings means you are on vacation and being on vacation means having a few beers in the middle of the day. Beers in the middle of the day can spell fat tab - unless you are at Woody's, where beers run $3 to a whopping $4.50. I can get excited for a $3 bottle of bud, but when a 50 cent upgrade puts you in the company of Stella Artois and Corona, Im singing Macklemore: this is fucking awesome.