What never to do.

I've found that if you go outside to a snowbank and build a 3foot deep narrow hole, then make it look like ground (as a trap of course), that you should know, ALWAYS, where it is. I went out, and made one, then got stuck in it and my friends, Justyn had to drag me out. Then I fell in another one of my friend's traps, Alyson makes them nice and wide though (thank god) so that I can get out of them. Now, for the real article:
Last night, I spent a little over an hour making tracks (songs) on my kora, marimba, thumb piano and djembes because of how I love the uniqueness of african instruments, and I realized, why not make an instrument for tommorrow's (Now today's) blog post, so I got out my old cardboard turntable. I can't actually get pictures of it, but I can explain to you how it works. It doesn't actually sound like a real turntable, but it works by the needles scratching the disc(s). You would follow this article on here that I made (it's easier to do it this way):
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P.S I found a picture of my brain, here it is:
Bye, I don't know what to do for the next post either.