I hear you, Dave, but the houses at Indian Springs, Cathedral City, Tahquitz Creek, et al. don't bother me. I credit the heat, and the atmosphere of time standing still. The houses are unpretentious. The pools are usually still. Nobody is hollering indoors at figures on a large-screen tv. Silence reigns, or I hear West Coast jazz, which, whether it's in my head or is coming from a nearby house, sounds as fresh as ever and in harmony with Palm Springs.