So the kid down the street just about killed himself a couple seconds ago. Well, I say kid; he's probly a jr. or so in high school, but still. He's driving a motorcycle around the neighborhood kinda slow-like. Apparently he was trying to show off, or maybe he just really didn't know what he was doing and romped on the gas and pulled a wheely... the result of which, he almost fell off the bike. Idiot. At least he's got a helmet on. haha, reminds of a couple inside jokes...
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Well, yesterday Austin, KP, Todd, David, Seth, and I went up to Stella. That was fun. We started the day off with some good ol' fishin'. All of us caught a few (I caught 5) except for Seth whose fishing pole was being retarded. But after a long time of fishing, we started the demo process on a temporary shelter that Austin's GP's had up there that was long over-due on being torn down. Well, all six of us grab our kukri's, daggers, switchblades, and hunting knives and started cutting the tarp covering to shreds. Although six guys swinging and hacking with knives in a confined space only spells desaster, amazingly, no injuries were incurred in this processes. After that we pulled the metal "skeleton," as it were, off the base and then start the demo on that. Well, we pull the first layer of plywood up with no problems; it was the second that would be a pain... literally. The floor had all but rotted through on the bottom. As we were demo-ing, I decide to see if the sledge would be good. I swing it and get it stuck in the floor. While balancing on two floor joists, I start to pull and try to free the hammer. In doing so, I lose my balance and fall. It wouldn't have been that bad had the piece of floor I reached out to land on wasn't rotten and had the joist I landed on didn't have nail heads sticking up a quarter inch... yeah, it hurt. But oh well. I've had worse. Just a flesh wound.
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Well, yesterday Austin, KP, Todd, David, Seth, and I went up to Stella. That was fun. We started the day off with some good ol' fishin'. All of us caught a few (I caught 5) except for Seth whose fishing pole was being retarded. But after a long time of fishing, we started the demo process on a temporary shelter that Austin's GP's had up there that was long over-due on being torn down. Well, all six of us grab our kukri's, daggers, switchblades, and hunting knives and started cutting the tarp covering to shreds. Although six guys swinging and hacking with knives in a confined space only spells desaster, amazingly, no injuries were incurred in this processes. After that we pulled the metal "skeleton," as it were, off the base and then start the demo on that. Well, we pull the first layer of plywood up with no problems; it was the second that would be a pain... literally. The floor had all but rotted through on the bottom. As we were demo-ing, I decide to see if the sledge would be good. I swing it and get it stuck in the floor. While balancing on two floor joists, I start to pull and try to free the hammer. In doing so, I lose my balance and fall. It wouldn't have been that bad had the piece of floor I reached out to land on wasn't rotten and had the joist I landed on didn't have nail heads sticking up a quarter inch... yeah, it hurt. But oh well. I've had worse. Just a flesh wound.
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Ok, Heather's here and I gotta go. Peace.
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oh, we shot guns there too. wicked cool. going now.
2 comments:
ouch. that doesn't sound like too much fun. well, the last part doesn't.
poor baby. i would kiss and make it better but you would "ow ow" really loud. i love you. be more careful, please. i'm glad you had fun and i'm thanking God you're alive.
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