Thursday, November 27, 2014

Show two in the box, now if I can just figure out how to burn a disc

big dashwolf with a blog

Just so you know this is a first out on the new blog.

Thought of if good old Disney could do dog with a blog, I’d do Wolf With a Blog.

Make it more me and my thoughts and just put up club happenings more on the other HazzardAyre oriented blogspot pages.

Not that I wont comment and post things here about the clubs, since to not to do so would be derelict in my duties. The club is as important to me as eating and/or sleeping.

The club itself has a happy beginning, and a continued vision of being the rulers of and defenders of Southern heritage and individual rights. Not so much as Civil liberties but of what is right and humane rather than what government and the so called normal population says is well normal. What the hell is normalcy anyway? What seems normal to me, may not be to you.

Things I like and like to do for personal gratification, may not be your thing and as long as those things don’t become too aggressive on invasive to others who should care.

One of those things is this thing that surrounds my inner being, and for some unknown odd reason its lodged and nested in my inner cranium. That thing is being so attracted to a woman an attractive woman to begin with , but more enhanced if she’s wearing nylons . Yes it’s a fetish of sorts, but hey its something that I like and from research I have done intensely at Hazzard County University, I am not alone. The old tag line , men prefer Haynes here applies.

This condition renders itself with the abnormal and has been enhanced several times in my life, by vocation.

Such as I beyond radio , am in the towing business and profession. Hence a word TOW that lends itself to the word TOE and thus hosiery. I have made a career on the side of this and as such seem ultraqualified in saying that, our visual trademark for the tow service is me kissing a gals toes in hose, that is we luv tows. Meaning day or night, dry or wet I don’t get upset to respond to your howl for help on the road.

But that’s just one oddity, of mine. I have others. I love fried salami sandwiches, I favor a gal in Intimation perfume, over all others. Baby Myst is the other. I love the smell of diesel in the morning on the first start up of my truck, the JP fuel at night as the turbines winde down, I love the color pink, no I’m not queer, but I still love purples, magentas and yes again, pink.

I have learned these things are not normal. Who the fuck cares, I ain’t normal, don’t want to be anything except me.

A good Howl ya’ll,



Quote of the Day:
He who does not prefer exile to slavery is not free by any measure of freedom, truth and duty.
--Kahlil Gibran
1 Chronicles 16:8“Give praise to the LORD, proclaim his name; make known among the nations what he has done.”

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I had to include this because I just love this young gal

so dang much, she helped me through a bad time.

To Emme Lee.


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