the Hyper Post on Various Pastimes While Listening to Music in the Car and Musings on that Crack in the Car Seat

I don't have a whole lot of news, but I do have a few funny stories. Once, we (meaning us kids) were sitting in the car waiting for our parents to come out of the building and drive us to church and there was some music on, so naturally we decided to pretend to play the instruments in the song and anyways, we were all playing our separate instruments, I was playing the drums, and because it was sort of a rock song we were all flailing our instruments, when one of the scary, colossal, towering, ancient single guys who lives upstairs came out of the building and all my siblings stopped immediately, but no one told me and I didn't notice cause it is hard to see anything when you have pushed all your hair over your face and are pretending to bang frantically on imaginary drums and cymbals and things all the time pretending to be screaming along with the CD, of course, luckily I wasn’t actually screaming, just pretending to. Whoa, was that all one sentence or what?! I have some unique skills! Ok, somebody is a TINY BIT HYPER RIGHT NOW!!!!! Back to the story. I finally realized that my accompaniment had ceased so I looked up saw the scary, colossal, towering, ancient single guy and promptly melted into a big pile of Jello and slithered down in that crack between the seat where your pencils and favorite rings and anything that happens to be in your pocket when you were twisting around in your seat to thumb wrestle or play rock, paper, scissors with your sibling in the back row, always falls into. Ya know what I mean? And yes, I realize that was only one funny story, not a few. But that’s just too bad for you; I’ll get around to it later.