I think you would have risen to greatness if wasnt for one thing. You dont talk about your real life. I want to hear the stories of what it's like being a 98 pound 8th grader. I want to know how you felt when a girl first spoke to you. What about the time your big brother let you play the cowbell in his "band"....your mom must have been thrilled that the YMCA "Special Club" decided to meet in your garage. What about the time your dad first drove you to the skating rink for your first date...and then Jimmy didnt show up. You were so heartbroken....then your brother called the boys up and the Special Club decided to host another jam session with you on lead cowbell. Hey!...maybe the boys at the "Club" could help you write your next one....you could call it "The Foam-Helmet Gang: Lost in Jungle Gym Land".