Hotel Coolerfornia

Our Theme Song

by Allison Wonderland and Ares

In a dark winter snowfall, cold frost in my hair
Warm smell of hot coffee, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
I dropped my shovel and put down my Guide so I could track through the white.

There she sat on a snow mound; With her laptop and cell
And I was thinking to myself, 'This could be Heaven or this could be Hell'
Then she pulled up the website and she showed me the way
There were voices there in every post, I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the Hotel Coolerfornia
Such a lovely place such a lovely place In this Medallion Race
Plenty of room at the Hotel Coolerfornia
Any time of year, any time of year you can find it here

Their minds are treasure hunt-twisted, they're tracking all the clues' trends (ugh).
There's a lot of crazy, crazy folks, and they're all friends.
How they noodle the clues, thinking they're set.
But the mistakes they made last year, they tend to forget

So I emalied the Sysop, 'Please don't make me whine'
He said,'We haven't had a monitor here since nineteen ninety nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Keep you up in the middle of the night Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the Hotel Coolerfornia
Such a lovely place In this Medallion race
They're huntin' it up at the Hotel Coolerfornia
What a nice surprise, if they find the prize.

Buttons on the dresser, Leftover boxes of fried rice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And there on the Cooler boards, They've gathered, now they're stuck
They noodle it with their crazy thoughts, But they just can't find the puck.

Last thing I remember, I was Reaching for the drawer
I had to find the map back To the place I dug before
'Relax,' said the huntress, In spotters you will believe.
You can logout any time you like, but you can never leave.