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Ah Tempe, last bastion of the thick soled flip-flop. A city where all the women are blond, and the airport cops ride around on Segways.

Tempe reminds me of Albuquerque, with less adobe and no turquoise stripes. I don't think I'd like living here what with all the flat and the hot, but it's nice to have 70 degree weather in January.

It is not, however, nice to have jumpy elephants in the hotel room above mine. If they persist in the night time gallivanting I'm going to have to see about getting a different room. Perhaps one with a view of a different portion of parking lot.