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Calvin Wiles 06-11-2009 06:23 AM

Boo Boo Thread!
 
I was reading a thread on another Board and got the idea to put up a Boo Boo thread here. It is entertaining, but my main objective is that maybe someone reading about someone else's mistakes won't make the same one themselves.

Calvin Wiles 06-11-2009 06:34 AM

Don't leave a gun without a firing pin block on a loaded chamber.
 
I'll start off by telling of one I made. Years ago, I had a Ruger Blackhawk in .30 Carbine. I had it loaded with hollow point bullets and in the closes closet. I heard something during the night and got it out of the holster to check on the noise. When I put it back in the holster, I for got to snap it in. A few days later, the Wife and I were going Fishing at the Ranch. I took the Gun out of the closet and was carrying it through the Kitchen, with my Wife one step behind me, and I tilted the holster up too far and the revolver slid out of the holster, hit the tile floor and fired. It went in my leg above the knee, up my leg under the muscle next to the bone, and came out and lodged in the credit cards in my billfold. Morale of the story is don't leave a gun without a firing pin block on a loaded chamber.

Calvin Wiles 06-11-2009 06:43 AM

Always have someone with you when working with dangerous equipment.
 
Father-in-law and I were clearing land at the Ranch. I cut a big tree and it split at the cut and some was holding up the tree after the tree fell. I cut off the scab where the tree trunk would fall the rest of the way. When I did the tree caught my thumb between the trunk and the stump. My father-in-law went to the truck and got a hammer and wedge and drove the wedge in to get my thumb out. If I had been by myself, I wound have had to cut off my thumb to get loose, because no one was close enough to holler for help, and I didn't have a cell phone.

Vetter 06-11-2009 07:17 AM

Where do I start? I gotta think about this :confused:

Bozack 06-11-2009 07:18 AM

Last month, I was breaking down a skid and cutting the packing straps with my knife. The first one was cut in one quick swipe. The second did not. As I prepared to take another swipe, someone called my name and I looked away. I was quite suprised that I did not cut the strap as if felt like a good hit. Well, it was a good swipe. I sliced the tip of my finger good. I should of gotten stiches it was that bad. But I opted for the napkin and packing tape first aid instead. It did not stop bleeding untill i got home that night. Now, the finger is still numb on the tip but you can't see a scar at all.

Vetter 06-11-2009 12:35 PM

Calvin, I like this thread! Power tools :helpsmilie: too numerous to mention but I still have all my fingers. Firearms, once :oops:. About 30 years ago a bunch of us guys were at the range shooting each others guns having a good old time. I was plinkin' with a 22 semi auto rifle. A bunch of bang, bang, bang then click, click. A buddy asked if I was done, I pointed it into the air, pulled the trigger and bang. Nobody got hurt and nobody really said anything but I sure knew I made a big boo boo! Big lesson learned. There have been other boo boo's made by me and I'll admit to one every once in a while. In the meantime, I know Calvin, Bozack and I aren't the only Bozo's :clown: here, let's here your boo, boo's.

tonyex 06-11-2009 06:53 PM

Fifty years ago, when a kid could go to the Vol Fireman's chiefs house and buy M80s, the real kind, my brothers and I decided to light up the little town at night with a real bottle rocket. It was 2 am, cut open an M80, poured the powder into the glass top of an empty whiskey bottle, some had glass tops. We launched it, or tried to from the roof of our house, when that baby exploded I was the only one hit, right on the jaw. My youngest brother got busy mopping up blood, the middle brother couldn't stand to see blood, he fainted. I knocked on my Aunts bedroom door and asked her to take me to the emergency room she said 'Glady, I don't want to be around to explain to the police what that explosion was." Now the hospital is only 10 minutes drive, it seemed like 10 hours to me because she had to tell me horror stories about getting Lock Jaw from gun powder injuries. She had me scared to death. I completly forgot about my jaw. 20 or 30 stitches later I was as good as new. End of our Rocket launching career.:o
Hope your happy Z06vettever, I don't tell that story very often.

greener 06-11-2009 10:35 PM

Years ago, I was slicing a cured ham for my mother. I hit a spot of hard skin and put my hand in line with the cut to steady the ham. When the knife cut through the skin it traveled very quickly, stopping in the web between the thumb and forefinger. When I got to the emergency room and was asked what happened, I answered "stupidity." Took about 20 stitches.

A year later I managed to slice my left hand with a razor blade scraper cleaning tape from one of my mother's windows. For the next 20 years, when she asked me to do something, she would always get her car keys out "just in case we needed to go the the emergency room."

greener 06-11-2009 10:49 PM

About 12 years ago I was having a great day catching northern pike on jerk baits. I caught one about 8 pounds. As I was unhooking the fish, the dog decided to sniff it, the pike gave a shake and I had me, the fish and the dog joined by treble hooks. Managed to unhook the dog and fish but the hook was in finger to the bone. I couldn't trailer the boat with the lure sticking to my left hand and I couldn't get the hook clipped with my needle nose pliers, so I removed the hook by making an incision with my pocket knife. Took a few minutes and a bit of technical language. When I finished, I retied the lure, but the pike bite had stopped completely.

Calvin Wiles 06-12-2009 04:42 AM

Greener, your story reminded me of my Fishing story. Wife and I was setting on the creek bank about 30 foot apart fishing. We were using rod and reels, and I decided to try artificial bait to see if I could catch a bass. I put on a silver spoon with little grab hooks on it. When I threw it, it went over a little willow limb. I started reeling in the line and when the plug got close to the limb, I though if I jerk real quick on it, maybe it won't get hung. I gave a quick jerk, and felt something hit me in the mouth. I looked around for the spoon and didn't see it. Then I felt of my mouth, and there it was. The little grab hook completely buried up in my upper lip. I tried to pull it out to no avail. I said to my Wife, "I think I've hooked a big one". She turned and looked and then panicked. I didn't have any side cutters with me to cut the hooks so I wanted to go to the house and get some, but she wanted to take me to the hospital emergency room where they could get it out and give me a tetanus shot. I told her that they would laugh at me, but she said they wouldn't since they were used to things like that. When we walked into the emergency room, the receptionist was on the phone, and she looked up and said to whoever she was talking to: "You wouldn't believe what just walked in". Needless to say, ever since then, I've got a good pair of side cutters in my tackle box.


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