Trip to Bismarck

As you all, or most of you all, are well aware, I am trying to use as many commas as possible in this sentence, we make an almost annual trip to Bismarck every month,.  Well, it just happened that when my mom when into a couple of stores, I thought it would be a great idea to sit outside in the van and listen to Gaither Homecoming Radio. Oh, yea, by the way, Jason Crabb is coming out with a book that is sub-titled "Through the Fire", I forgot  what the main title is.  Back to the subject, in my delirious state of mind I heard the radio hiccup once and thought nothing of it.  A few minutes later it happened again and again and I thought that it would be a great idea to turn the van off and not kill the battery any more than I already had.  There was only one problem, I had already killed it enough so that the van would not start under its own power.  So now what do you do other than jump-start the crazy thing.  I finally put on enough bravery to go stop a guy after he parked his car and ask if he would be willing to loan grant us some of his battery juice, being the kind North Dakotan he was, he did.  The only problem, which was not much of a problem, was that we had to get our vehicles close together.  That would of course involve the pushing of our vehicle because we were surrounded  by cars.  That would have to look really funny to someone that from the 1800s that would somehow appear in our age. They would be like I never had to push my horse close to another horse for CPR.  After that we had a merry time in Bismarck, or as merry of a time you can have in Bismarck, enjoying the rest of the festivities our day would present.