Frog Catching  I'm driving my mom's station wagon with Ramona. It's dark out, and I'm out of control: swerving and going on the shoulder of the road. I unbuckle my seat belt and sit kneeling on my legs. I steer by pressing keys on a piano. Both my hands are in C-position. If I press the G's I go to the right. If I press the C's I go to the left. I can't find home position and have to keep looking down at the keyboard, taking my eyes off the road. Ramona knows I'm out of control.  We're driving to the Metropolis to meet my dad. It's dark out and there are frogs on the road. They hop across as I drive. I stop the car and start catching frogs. We put them in the small green Duck Tales tackle box. I get five frogs and say to Ramona only five more then we'll go. It is morning then and I've pulled into a driveway. The sun is shining and we try to catch these huge frogs. We're really late going to the Metropolis.