Dear Washington DC,
I'm sorry, but I just don't miss you now that I'm in Tucson. Sure, you're the seat of government, and you've got beautiful monuments with all kinds of nice stuff written on them, but honestly, the minute I stepped foot off the plane and saw these mountains, I felt resentful of your swampy self. Tucson is dry and balmy, and filled with brightly colored vegatation, plus, everyone is so darn nice here that I really don't miss your lawyers, lobbyists, and...er...journalists. Everyone here is wearing flip-flops, and a nice woman came up to us at lunch and offerend us coupons for enviromentally responsible massages (I kid you not.) Plus we had great food, and even better desserts (I had a lemon square, Neal had strawberry pie).
While I'm enjoying the weather, go take our survey on ethics and values. It's the right thing to do. Then Tune in for Tucson on Thursday (TTT), and listen to the results.
5:38 PM ET | 04-10-2007 | permalink
