i suck at blogging... and chopping wood

apparently since i did not provide myself with any sort of deadline of when my next post would be, i kinda blew it off. however, this will not happen again. i have made the decision that from this day forward, i will post a blog every thursday, from now until i get some sort of a life.

as i expressed in my last blog, i did not know what kind of blog this would be. i had pretty much decided against the sort of thing where i just tell you about my week, as my life is incredibly monotonous and my readers (all three of you) would probably fall asleep and hit their heads on the keyboard. as much as i wanted this blog to be deeper than a catalog of my comings and goings, my talent of hurting myself has once again surpassed the lameness of my everyday life. let me explain.

two weeks ago, my church youth group had arranged a service project at some lady's house. we were going to be stacking split pieces of wood in a large shed. this took about two hours to complete. as we were waiting for some lunch, my leader, mike said something along the lines of, "let's have a manly contest!". he then proceeded to take an ax and chop a section of log into four pieces and challenged us to do it faster. as i took my turn, i noticed that the ax was very sharp and slightly shorter than the one i use at home, nonetheless i began chopping as hard and as fast as i could. at the end of one of my swings, the ax went right through the edge of the log and into my ankle. this made a large cut through my pants, shoe, shoelaces, sock, and skin about an inch long and deep enough to see my tendon.

my first thought was, "holy crap, that's gross" and i tried my best to not pass out. mike's dad then put toilet paper on it and tied a dirty towel tightly around my ankle to keep me from bleeding all over the place. i got into the back seat of mike's truck and we set off for the emergency room.

i did the logical thing and decided to call my mom and tell her what happened, but not only was she not home, she did not even have her cell phone. seriously? i could have hacked off my own foot, and my mom has no phone. i called my dad next, and my parents left the garage sale they were at to come to the hospital.

i could go on for a whole lot more, but i won't. to sum everything up, i got a few stitches, dad bought a lawn mower, everything turned out ok, the end.

anybody out there?

ever since i started this blog on monday, i have been wondering what kind of blog it would be. would it be a funny blog, a serious blog, or the kind where i just tell you about my day, ect. for help with this conundrum i decided to click through a few of the already available blogs on this here website to try to get some ideas. instead of giving me ideas on what i should do i have received plenty of ideas of what i should not do.

for example, this blog will not be about my spouse or children. it will also not be about gardening or how to fix up crappy real estate. it will not be about art, photography, and it will certainly not be a lesbian book club.

well there is an example of what i will not be writing. in regards what i will write, i don't really know yet.

as i type this i think to myself "why does it matter what kind of blog it is, no one reads it" and i may be right thinking this. but the fact that i have zero followers brings to mind the image of me shouting into a big hole, because while no one may hear me, i am being very loud, and there is some therapy in that.

hello interwebs

what's up? i'm austin and this is my magnificent blog. i am only making this because i need to have some sort of journalish thing and to help facilitate my summer homework for my ap english class. nevertheless, i fully expect that this page will be teeming with eager fans, eating up everything that i have to say, like some sort of crazy word shark. buckle up, it's about to get awesome.