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A new conundrum shall come to a head in seven days: My blog is called "The Edge of Iowa," and, for the first time in (more or less) five years, I will no longer be living on the edge of Iowa... At least in the physical sense.

Thus rises the issue at hand: The renaming/re-evaluation of the blog situation. I will not be living on the edge of Minnesota; since I decided not to live at home I cannot say I live on the edge of town or the edge of the county or the edge of the area code as I could have there.

The edge of Iowa did have multiple senses: the first, of course, was physical; the second was psychological -- kind of one foot in Iowa-sanity and the other dangling over the edge in to the Chasm-Without-Reason; the third was the hip sense of living on the edge -- not knowing what's coming next. (It was originally named during my turbulent first month out of college when I moved twice and started at three new papers and a roommate and a sister got married. Whether that sense applies now is highly debatable.)

A second lingering question which many bloggers face: What on earth do I have this blog for? What's its purpose? Is it just littering the Information Superhighway?

My brother said they had baseball-sized hail at home yesterday afternoon. A friend near there had her new car all dented up, as I guess did most of the students who had cars in the college parking lot. The Strib cited hail big as grapefruit. There was also a tornado in the area -- it was funny listening about it on the Sioux Falls news because they kept mispronouncing and spelling "Nicollet County." Or maybe I mispronounce it. But they definitely had it spelled wrong.

And there was a tanker explosion in Sioux Falls today, too. The TV stations actually had news to cover today because there was another tornado near Huron.