HEY!

Yesterday, we had what I like to call a "Pep Band Unexperience."

That's where there's supposed to be some pep band, but there really isn't. (Don't tell anyone. Maybe they won't notice.)

First of all, both high school drummers were late, so they missed the bus, so the band room was locked, so they didn't have any drum sticks.

So we had two Junior High drummers. (Nothing against them.)

So we start on the first song, whatever that was, and one of these afore-mentioned drummers starts drumming.

As fast as he can.

Needless to say, we were all a little whiplashed at first.

However, making a brilliant recovery, we brilliantly recovered. (Not that there's any chance this drummer will see this, but he got better as the evening wore on.)

So then, after the two high schoolers showed up and somehow got hold of drumsticks, they decided to sit right behind me.

Brice+quads=vibration. LOTS of vibration, which makes it a little hard to breathe. (Breathing is essential to playing a wind instrument, for you unmusical types out there.)

Well, we survived the pregame session. We decided to play The Hey Song between the first and second quarters. There's a new rule this year that at games, you can't leave the band section.

Well, we didn't leave the band section. We just kind of switched places around so that we weren't near our instruments any more.

That proved to be our demise. (Pep Band Unexperiences are always made better when you use phrases like "that proved to be our demise." Also, repeatedly saying "Adult contemporary!")

See, there were these saxophone players that were supposed to come in first, and they didn't. So then we were like, "Ohhhh, ok. It's a joke. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Something like that.

So then, we went to the bus, where Jerilee was explaining about what she called the "Wrath of Jerilee."

Beware the Wrath.

The bus driver didn't seem intent on showing up, so Gage and I decided to walk. He had a cow bell, and I had a trumpet. We decided to go to the state fair by ourselves as a band. We would definitely draw a "1."

We stopped at Dillon's house, where Gage just stood there, trying to decide whether to Ring and Run.

Then, the bus went by. I tried to thumb a ride, but apparently, you can't thumb rides anymore.

"WE CAN BEAT THEM ZACH!!!!" yelled Gage, and we RAN.

NOBODY has ever run that fast. Or maybe it just seemed that way, because we're so out of shape. ("Too many Dr Peppers.")

Good News. We beat them! AHAHAHAHA!

Then, we sat on the steps and sang "We Are The Champions."

Heh heh.