Hubris

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Yep, hubris got me today.
"Hubris is exaggerated pride or self-confidence often resulting in retribution."

Yep, that's me, wearing a corset and shooting a '73. I thought I was fine, no hot brass was going to burn my skin, I always dressed modestly under the corset so everything was covered.

HA!

I was wearing an underdress with a drawstring neckline. And guess who did not have that drawstring pulled tight enough, guess who had that neckline, though still modest, just a little too low?

The gods of hot brass taught me a lesson and sent that round from Minny right down the front of my dress. It was on shot number 6, I believe. 7 was a clear miss. 8 and 9 were somehow hits, but I can't claim it was because of me. Poor Minny, I think I threw him on the table. Revolvers were next but @#$% the revolvers, there's hot brass burning flesh here!

"@#%!%! @%^@$@ THAT'S HOT!" as my hand dove into the front of my corset, digging out the brass, which was still hot, and flinging it as hard as I could down range. ( I throw like a gerl and it was my off hand. The brass didn't go very far.)

Then I drew the revolvers, while my poor, tender flesh was screaming "pain!!pain!!pain!!" into my head.  I shot. I didn't get a P, didn't drop the revolvers, and generally shot in the direction of the targets. "pain!!pain!!pain!!" "Getthisoverwith,#$!$!thisHURTS!" Took four misses with the revolvers. Didn't care. Shoot the shotgun, knock the targets down, don't care there, either. "pain!!pain!!pain!!"

Grab the longarms, go to the unloading table, set them down and just hang my head and sag against the table and just.... breathe.

For those of you thinking "Oh, man, that had to leave a mark," yep, it did. I have a cartridge length burn welt in one place, and a circular welt above that, where I reckon the rim of the brass hit before it dropped down.

And how was your day, Dear?

The match was still fun.

AnnieLee, who is going to check her neckline before shooting from now on.

[RRio]

I hate to be insensitive to your pain, AnnieLee, but thanks for the good belly laugh! 
I needed that after this week.

[Foothills Drifter]

Howdy......
Now you know why us guys keep our belts buckled up tight     

Good shootin......
Vern... 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Aw, heck, Rio, it's not like I was permanently damaged! I'm glad you got a laugh. I was laughing about it too, but only after apologizing to the posse for the language that came rolling out of my mouth.

Vern... don't take your belt for granted! That derned hot brass will getcha if it can!



AnnieLee

[Foothills Drifter]

Vern... don't take your belt for granted! That derned hot brass will getcha if it can!



AnnieLee

Howdy......
I keep the top button buttoned ALL THE TIME 

Good shootin......
Vern... 

[Arcey]

Damn, Annie.  Why'd ya throw the brass away.  It'd cool down so ya could load it again.

Tsk, tsk, tsk.  Waste not, want not.....................................

[Birdgun Quail]

I had hot brass from my '73 rifle go down the front of my shirt at my last match.  HOT BRASS!  Ms. Annielee, like you, it left a little memento on my hide.  (Birdgun tips his hat.)  Ms. Annielee, ya done good to complete the stage without a procedure or safety.

Recommend Arcey gets at least a visit from Leigh Ping for his lack of sensitivity.

[Sod Buster]

Yep, hubris got me today.

Up until that point, I think you were on your way to another clean match.

"@#%!%! @%^@$@ THAT'S HOT!" as my hand dove into the front of my corset, digging out the brass, which was still hot, and flinging it as hard as I could down range.

One of the other shooters kidded about this and suggested that AnnieLee get penalized for spouting improper language but Leigh Ping came out of her holster and threatened to give him the ol' KA-BONG.  He quieted down quickly at that point.

[RRio]

AnnieLee,
Maybe you oughta get a 92 and hat like mine. My hat collects most of my brass.

[Four-Eyed Buck]

Miz Annie, ya want.........Nah,,......forget it. A little aloe vera gel might help that spot. Says a lot about big brimmed hats and high necklines..........Buck

[Major E A Sterner]

Now Arcey,
Where are your manners? You shouldn't be yellin at Miz Annie about throwin brass away. You should be offering to apply first aide to the afflicted area... Perhaps some ice or maybe some burn salve...Geesh...all Ya ever think about is brass, Ya should be thinkin of Yer fellow shooters well being 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

Yep, hubris got me today.

Up until that point, I think you were on your way to another clean match.

Naw, I was soft-touching Minny all day and already had two misses. That's why the brass wasn't flying as high as it should, normally it lands on my hat.

"@#%!%! @%^@$@ THAT'S HOT!" as my hand dove into the front of my corset, digging out the brass, which was still hot, and flinging it as hard as I could down range.

One of the other shooters kidded about this and suggested that AnnieLee get penalized for spouting improper language but Leigh Ping came out of her holster and threatened to give him the ol' KA-BONG.  He quieted down quickly at that point.

Yep, it was while I was apologizing. What I said, as I was pulling Leigh Ping was: "How about penalties for 'interpersonal conflict'?" *

Arcey, I'll remember your ... empathy.   Thank you for the ... uh... thought, Major!



AnnieLee

*Interpersonal conflict is penalized with a Match Disqualification for BOTH parties. He wasn't gonna call my 'bluff'.

[Sod Buster]

*Interpersonal conflict is penalized with a Match Disqualification for BOTH parties. He wasn't gonna call my 'bluff'.

Yes but I was Match Director and I wasn't gonna DQ you. 

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

*Interpersonal conflict is penalized with a Match Disqualification for BOTH parties. He wasn't gonna call my 'bluff'.

Yes but I was Match Director and I wasn't gonna DQ you. 

Hee hee hee. "Fear the frying pan!"

( Think Arcey heard that? )



AnnieLee

[Four-Eyed Buck]

Maybe, if his hearing was okay after the last Kabonging he got earlier in the week. He hasn't mentioned if the lumps have gone down yet........Buck

[Arcey]

Well dag gone.  Ya try ta be practicle 'n offer good advice.  Even if ya did mess up yer punchation by fergettin' a ? mark 'n this is the thanks ya git........

Done seen Elle.  Up close.  Annie wuz flashin' 'er 'round it Black Crick last weekend.

Sod Buster.  Gonna be up yer way 'fore long.  Gonna see how she acts it home........

..

[Birdgun Quail]

When I was talking about my experience with hot brass, a lady provided this comment:
"I have a Marlin and a '73 and am left handed. I'd be DOOMED if not for wide brimmed hats, high collars and long sleeves!"

Now I wonder who said that?

[Arcey]

Aww heck.  Had my sleeves all rolled up last weekend.  Shootin' a Marlin left handed, had one fall up (down) mah right sleeve.  I shoot the One True Powder of the Holy Light (had to stand to type that) 'n it makes brass real hot.  Kept on shootin'.  Heck, it fell out when I went fer mah shotgun.  Quit hurtin' by Wednesday.

Reckon that's the difference twix real men, metrosexuals 'n wimmen.

Arcey - whut's diggin' a deeper hole................

[Joyce (AnnieLee)]

That would've been me, Birdgun, there's a reason this thread is titled "Hubris"!


Bah and feh, Arcey. I kept shooting, too, even though that brass wasn't about to fall out, it had to be removed. The one time I rolled up my sleeves when I was shooting the Marlin, I caught brass in the crook of my right elbow. That mark took three weeks to go away.

We can start comparing scars when you start shooting in a corset!

Come on up to King George. I'll treat you like the <cough> gentleman you are.



AnnieLee

[Arcey]

That's why I'm bringin' mah son-in-law.  Big ole strappin' 26 year old German boy whut chews lug nuts.  Ennybody needs me, look behind 'im.