Post-Apocalyptic Poster Child: The Salton Sea Chronicles, Part 3

Last October, seismologists discovered a second fault line running parallel to the San Andreas, cutting right through the Salton Sea. Which means things may get a lot shakier than they already are. And so, at the risk of having California's next great natural disaster placed on my shoulders, and at the plea of a couple …

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Ladybug, Ladybug, Fly Away Home: The Salton Sea Chronicles, Part 2

There's one restaurant here. Aside from a Jack in the Box and a sandwich shop that looks closed, but no one can be entirely certain. No one remembers eating there, and although the sign at the door says open, there are no cars in the lot, or any signs of life, for that matter. It …

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Puke on a Hot Sidewalk: The Salton Sea Chronicles, Part 1

Puke on a hot sidewalk.  This is the smell of the Salton Sea. Rotten eggs, perhaps, is a more familiar notion. In 1906, attempts to bring water into the Imperial Valley from the Colorado River failed, and a strange little ocean was born in the desert. Contractors didn't account for the massive buildup of silt, …

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Jurassic Adventures: Don’t Drink the Kool Aid

There are dinosaurs. Out in the desert. A rare and extinct breed the size of Godzilla himself. In the city of Cabazon, which sounds a lot more exotic than it actually is. If you're driving down the freeway, on Interstate 10, you can't miss them. They roar at every passing car. Dinny the dinosaur and …

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Road Side Reflections

Her eyes are tired. Her face is like the desert landscape, like the canyons carved away by eroding wind and sand, the wrinkles make fine grooves upon her skin. She stands beneath the roadside stand, fanning herself with a bronzed hand, the ensuing breeze she creates playing at her stark, black hair that reflects the …

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The Crystal Cave

There's a little sidestreet you can take that leads into an alternative dimension. A place that hasn't yet caught up with the rest of the world, or perhaps, that the world hasn't yet caught up with. A shanty-town village of rusting desert treasures and rusting desert people. It's called Sky Village Swap Meet, and it …

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Starry, Starry Night

I love the stars that blanket the sky.  Their shimmering surfaces, shrouded in winking flames.  Perhaps I love them for the secrets they hold.  Born from nebulae, living for millions of years before exploding into a supernova, what a glorious name for death.  We become spirits that roam the earth, but they shimmer with the …

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