One thing I’ll say for this hotel — the air conditioning is extra efficient. When it’s 89 F out there, I have to throw a blanket around my shoulders in here. And that’s with the thermostat set to 78.

I shudder to think what would happen if I turned it down to, oh, 74. Hypothermia, maybe.

We head to Los Angeles later today. I’ve enjoyed my stay in Phoenix; I like this place, and I’m reassured that Yes, I Am Still A Desert Creature (Like I’ve Always Been). I could move here in a New York minute, if circumstances ever permitted.

I shall get a few hours of writing time in, and then it’s off to the airport. Have a wonderful Friday!