Before Wartburg

7-22-05
4:32 p.m.

Riding in the car with Alexa’s mum and dad, Mia and Dave. Scenery speeds by like it’s got to get somewhere: power lines, fences, water towers, flora. We’re on our way to the concert put on by Wartburg College’s summer jazz band. Alexa plays saxomophone. Dan-ness is at Wartburg as well.
They caught two of the terrorists involved in the 7-7-05 subway and bus bombings. I haven’t heard from London Dan since these aforementioned bombings, and there were more the other day. I think I’ve heard from all my other British friends, though.
Some people have described roads as laying out before them like ribbons. I think that, while a nice simile, this is silly. Roads are more like tour guides; some slow, some fast, some loud, some quiet, always taking you somewhere or showing you something. The baseball field on your left, that’s the finest field this side of the Volga River, and that, ladies and gentlemen, is Our Church of the Virgin Mary.
Skies are crazy. People say the sky is blue, but I know different. I have seen red skies, purple skies, grey skies like goose feathers and skies of fiery orange. No wonder people used to believe in magic. The wonder is that we stopped believing.
Maybe that’s why people do “bad” things. They’ve stopped believing in magic because they can’t see the sky. It makes me worry about the world. What will become of those born in the generations that will never see the sky?

There's no need to satisfy tonight.

This weekend was awesome! Dan came over from Glidden, which is 4 hours from where I live, and spent the weekend in my dining room. We went to the Jazz Fest in Iowa City, where I was of course flooded with memories of Summer Camp at the Blank Summer Institute last summer. The pedestrian mall where we all made observations for stories, the sidewalk with all the awesome stuff printed in it, the Record Collector... I love Iowa City. Watching the Dubuque fireworks from my uncle's sailboat with Dan was beautiful; as Deep Purple would say, smoke over water and fire in the sky. Dan seemed to enjoy Moondog Music in Dubuque; if you live in that area or are going to that area, go to Moondog. What a great place! Well, I've got about eight minutes left online at the library and I want to update www.modblog.com/sebhar , if you don't mind. Ta!