Thinking this morning about the world. Listening to TerraSonic, the magic carpet ride around the world, as I float down Roosevelt Avenue. Roosevelt Avenue is underneath the 7 train so it feels like an endless tunnel. As my friend Steve Nickson says, it is a tunnel of ethnicity. As Colin Quinn pointed out there are 120 languages spoken along this way. It is remarkable that I have come from Kansas, monoculture, to this, possibly the most diverse place on earth. And what I choose to listen to is dance music from all around the world. I am taking a bath in the culture of the world and I like it.