All you winter season folks miss out on the big summer event: palm trees get a haircut.  Here you see it near completion, the boom truck working away to the left.  Shortly after this DJ throws a big gala bash at the center.  They drain the exercise pool, fill it with all the dried palm fronds, douse them in kerosene, and we have our version of Man on Fire here in the desert.  Everyone gets double Eskimo Pies, and we hum in unison, "How Dry I Am" while the summer league tennis players from around the valley accompany us with the EVSTL kazoo band.