Thursday, November 30, 2017

I hate taking meds and giving blood, Thursdays must be a slow news day and moving not moving

Thursdays must be a slow news day. Can't understand why since in most juristrictions its court day, got to be choice news there right? Nope, all I see on FB is a bunch of junk. Must be the time of year, cold as heck, and so many stay in and are online especially FB and such. 
Okay especially the stay in's. As much as I tried over the week and the collapse of the negotiations with Rick Strickland on the original space we had in 2009 that was the birth of AyreWolfFM, and with everything else being high as a cat's ass, that the conclusion, is we stay put in our tiny brown house in Wendell. I have ran the gamut of filling out apps, being conned by real estate agents, and people who flat don't have a clue as to what we do, and the size of the funds behind it, that I just said, for now searching for some other place until mid 2018 is dead. Not saying current situation is fixed or carved in rock, but until I can figure out the next move, this is both home and HQ of the WolfPack.
Okay then, one of the Knytes members was in a very bad wreck that resulted in his ride doing a 3 times roll over. Leaving two kids that are adopted by my Shelly and I as well as the WolfPack/Knytes with serious injury. Including one that has no feeling in her fingers undergoing much surgery and rehab. Today I did a few hours of donating blood to infuse into our little sunshine, and now I'm about as drained as one can be, but made it into Wendell, just in time to snag my prescrips from Simerly's and now just chilling here at home. 
On the subject of the radio op. Its a sure thing for whatever reason that is thought, that no honey for no amount of money is going to show up to do a twosome broadcast. Just ain't going to happen. 
With that said both the Old Skool Toew Bro's Club as well as the WolfPack is still looking for honey's to photograph with toew trucks, rollbacks and yes military aircraft. We'd like to get this shot, and printed. Likewise be able to sell same at toew shows, ayreshows, and such, as a charity project, proceeds will be going to two charities, the Wounded Warrior Project and the other the Shriner's Hospitals. Trouble is every gal that applies , goes about half way then shy's away. Question is; why bother me or the WolfPack, if your not even serious? Just because we as an organization may be a bit rough around the edges, and yes we are a wyld crew, nothing dangerous here, or any danger to any gal working for us. But it's like one of the realtors that we were working with, he couldn't see where the money was. The money floor is about as solid as any could be, anyone who REALLY knows me or the organization knows my family was very well off. Mom and Dad knew how to invest in stuff that has grown in value. Like the bank building in Boise. 10th and Jefferson to be exact. Mom bought the thing in 1982 for $200k, today its worth millions, of which I only get a small percentage of as a dividend, the rest flows through the Knytes. Last night caught wind there was a piece of real estate in Salt Lake City that my cousin bought with Trust(Montgomery Trust Fund) money, for a few thousand. Well when the LDS Church and a developer bought the property they forgot someone needed to be paid. Mainly me. Cousin Shar is digging into it, but this could be serious cash. Bottom line while a few might shrug me off because of my bummy appearance might want to rethink that idea. Rick in Etown and Nate there, knows I'm not fibbing as they have seen the paperwork, or a bit of it. Plus its researchable at the Gooding County Courthouse. I remember two Knytes members being told by Cousin Bud, the secondary Trustee of the Trust and Skipper in Boise who was the main bean counter after mom passed in 83, that I own pieces if not all of companies that I have no idea of. From mining to oil and natural gas wells in Wyoming, Texas and elsewhere. 
Bottom line to Mark Jones of Robert Jones Realty, and a few others, don't judge from what you see in front of you , since what is in front of you is simply the cover of something much more powerful than you could possibly fathom. 
I most likely will never live long enough to see all of it, nor experience the kinds of green in my jeans that all of this is, but it is where it needs to be, in the care of the Knytes/WolfPack. 
I finally got my meds today, and after taking them, and giving 14 full bags of my blood, Oh am I pooped, so I'm off to bed.
In closing, maybe a few gals that are avoiding being talent for the calendar/video, and others, might want to show up. Seeing the underlying current might open their eyes.

Monday, November 27, 2017

I get into small noses

Before I get into my main rant here, I have noticed that I have so far gotten 400 likes on the topic I put on Facebook on our page Maximum Overdrive Radio regarding the similarities of watching a monkey screw a football, and the fumbling around that has gone into getting HazzardAyre/AyreWolfFM back up on line. Must be quite a few that got interested in setting up heavy pedal Internet with good ole CenturyLink, and feel its one helluva pain in the ass.
The main problems with this, is there are so called specialists, that are in far off places, who have no idea of what it takes to upload and webcast a radio station, or even broadcasting in general. If CenturyLink has smb business consultants, shouldn't there be at least some of them trained or hired from radio and/or Television Stations? That way the right products and services, and the knowledge of the fact that if a station isn't broadcasting no money is coming in. As we enter month number 3 of the long wait, I still wonder if it'd been better for me to have just paid each month $500.00 to Cable-One that'd mean next month we'd be back on the air in full bloom. Shit is about to hit the fan here, on this. I'm going to find out who the supervisors are to both the gal in Louisiana and Raphael is and have a solid conversation. This is taking way to long to get a connection established to air the station, especially when the Connection is going to cost US $550.00 a month.
Okay yesterday got the call from Strick in Gooding that he decided to rent the space we've been counting on for a month to some gal that wants to put in a flower shop. Really? Like I said once, just because a skunk changes its stripe, don;t change his stink none. I think to that the turn down came from the incident here Thanksgiving morning. Not to be ko'd here, found a few places in Twin Falls and some in Buhl for housing and a few places both in Twin Falls as well as our main focus in Buhl to set up hq for HazzardAyre/AyreWolfFM that also carries overnight Maximum Overdrive.
Okay so with the dawning of Maximum Overdrive we're once again scouring the valley here and pro talent agencies in both Utah and western Oregon, for a Miss Maximum Overdrive. In doing so, while I'm still into the leggy small toe thing, still I'm much more conscience of noses. The smaller the better. I was watching a better view of Alex from Business Rockstars, on BIZTV. As long as you see her from the front of her foxy face, its okay, but if they do a side profile view, I noticed she has a pretty large plow nose. But it's not just her. When every guy was going goo-goo over Shania Twain. From a distance she looked hot, but if you got close and or saw her from the side you saw and see Shania has a V-ditcher shaped nose. I have seen only a few that looked hot or proper. Thing is, maybe it's because I was spoiled by a few of the gals I went to school with, especially Peggy Follett , Michelle Gates, Dawn Odle, and Cindy Bauche. Their little noses were so dang cute you could do Eskimo kisses with them all day and not get enough. It also could be, because, I like women, who are small, and compact. From their nose to their toes. Tight butts, small waists, and yes even small breasts. Ones that are huge and out of place, just get me to shying away. 
So thanks to all on Maximum Overdrive fb page and all for your support on the Ever See a monkey screw a football? Welcome to CenturyLink, think a serious phone call is in order.
Good number to ya'll,
Stay Tuned:

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Ever watched a bunch of monkeys screw a football? Welcome to CenturyLink.

Here's a ad you'll never hear on radio or see on TV, with a tag that reads," Ever see a bunch of Monkeys screw a football? Welcome to CenturyLink." I don't know what Century they're thinking of, must be the 19th Century. Now my re-entering service with CenturyLink came as through another serious bunch of service provider mess ups, from Cable-One, in which due to a series of hiccups on my part getting them sort of paid, and Cable-One not having the techno savy to hook things up right, I got billed in September some $1500.00 bucks, that currently is in lawsuit country, as we are suing them for both breach of contract and excess delay of service as well as overcharging. So in serious need I called CenturyLink, after I found that Filer Mutual couldn't connect us via wifi. Best speeds the lady tells me is 5mbps down maybe 2mbps up. Streaming HazzardAyre at those speeds was impossible. But the lady puts me in touch with a guy in Pheenix Arizona by the name of Raphael . So far so good. 20/20 mbps . Not great but will work. 30 days to get us up and running he says. Now the next was my fault. I figured on moving me at the op to Buhl, October 1st. So I shut down the Wendell Idaho install, but informed Raphael that we had a location set in Gooding Idaho. Which is still on delay, really? That's the main studio. So I get a notice from some gal, in Louisiana saying they shipped more equipment to the Wendell location. Damn it CenturyLink, focus on the GOODING IDAHO location, not so much the Wendell Idaho location. Shit they haven't even done the site survey in Gooding yet. For a company that's rooted in communication, they don't communicate very well if at all, either between myself or between each other. Damn it!! Focus on the main studio location in Gooding, not the damn auxilliary location in Wendell. 
When Mountain Bell, aka CenturyLink was a baby bell as they called it then, service was slow, but you had local area people serving this area. If the district office in Twin Falls couldn't handle a service issue they escalated it to Boise, if they couldn't handle it, it went to Aurora Colorado. Then the company got bigger and nearly went bankrupt. So they became Qwest. Still trying to keep up or catch up with cable internet and the decline in landlines they became CenturyLink. And started having sales and other reps spread all over the nation. I experienced things from two points and the third after farting around for 3 months in Evanston, Wyoming. I flat dumped CenturyLink. I started communicating with some hot blonde gal in Las Vegas from CenturyLink, but in the end, after much frustration I signed up with AllWest there in Evanston and was happy as could be. Even if I did miss a payment deadline, a call to a sweetheart at their home HQ in Kamas Utah, and we stayed operational. But they were local, with local people and if there was a real need the boss's would come up and visit. However in no cable system, nor telecom like CenturyLink, do they have anyone in sales or installation, that deals with broadcasting, or at least radio/TV broadcasters. Broadcasting is a very specialized area. However with the popularity of things like podcasting, webcasting and such many people are creating their own web radio/TV stations, and need the horsepower of much higher upload and download Internet. Many are willing to pay the $400.00 to $600.00 a month to get that horsepower. Trouble is telecom's and cable services have not looked into the future, and started to upgrade their systems to handle that horsepower requirement. What the telecom's and cable system providers also don't understand or want to understand is that for every hour that a web based radio station is off the air even at one sponsor paying ad time of $100.00 an hour wont have their ad heard because that Telecom, or cable system provider couldn't get somebody like us hooked up in a reasonable time. A few weeks even a month, is one thing, but this thing is taking forever and still not hooked up, in either location. To date, we've lost $15,000.00 in ad revenue, and I'm thinking maybe we just should have swallowed our pride and paid Cable-One the $1500.00 if CenturyLink, doesn't have the Gooding Idaho location installed by the second or third week just prior to Christmas, come the first week in January 2018 the set up with CenturyLink, will be shit canned and we'll file suit at CenturyLink. Too bad you can't just sue for absolute stupid. 
Stay tuned.

Friday, November 24, 2017

Why did this all happen? Because I was being kind.

If there is one thing among many I have learned residing here in Wendell since early June this year is that to live here you have to have a very thick skin, and not open yourself up and be friendly or kind. Nor extend any thing in friendship that could be taken for anything it is or was.
See it all happened this way. Last April, after Shelly and I took a time out, I was sitting at my air conditioned residence in Evanston Wyoming. Where upon I had just finished up a good radio show there and was sipping some new to me soda. So reading the Slime News I saw two ads one for a bar/apartment cafe in Richfield Idaho. Called on it, just about had it in my hands but delay in me getting funds together somebody else rented it. Next to it was a 3 bedroom house in Wendell. Hmm I thought for the same amount of money I was paying in Evanston I could get a whole house. So called Cable-One, more bandwidth for the station at what I was paying in Etown, so far so good, plus I thought since my Shelly didn't get along in Etown maybe she could in Wendell, plus with Wendell being close to Twin Falls she could get the mental health help she needed. So I drove over, dropped $200.00 for a deposit, and waited until the first of June to bust the move. 
If I had listened to my inner voice, I would have just ate the $200.00 and stayed in Etown. But with my OL, license due and some plates needed to be renewed I made the move. 
From June through late August things seemed to be going in the right direction. Part timing with A1, building the station, some fresh talent for the radio gig and promo model stuff for same. I even eventually went back to church. At least the Church I was born into.
Now I had heard from many in Etown that the members of the Church in Wyoming and the ones in Utah/Idaho were different critters although the same species, there was a real difference in both attitude and mind sets. But I figured, Mormons are Mormons. 
So went back to church. 
Now out back of the house here the guy who owns the place had hauled in a bunch of big rock gravel. Couldn't get LiL Wolf in hardly at all, and the General caught a bunch of damage due to that gravel. So I mentioned it at Church, if somebody had a skidster or something to thin that down a bit. Next door neighbors said they needed it so, I said have at it. Mistake number one, was getting to chummy with the neighbors.
Small rural towns used to be real neighborly and friendly, you could leave your doors unlocked, and just simply wave at your fellow townspeople as they drove by. 
What I have found is the town here, has become a fully totally bunch of badgers that don't want anyone new or formerly lived here people to move in. The attitude is, eat at the Subway, fill your car or ride up at the Maverick, buy your smokes/chew at Simerly's , then get the hell out. Stay on the Interstate. Unless your willing to kiss some serious butt, and or suck serious penius, don't even think or consider moving here. 
But see I ignored the warning signs from Heavenly Father that moving here was a really bad idea. One of the first runs moving here, the old General got high centered on a Snyder baby platform. Now for those who don't know what a Snyder Baby is, they are those orange poles put out to detour traffic in construction zones. They got their name from the company that used to abuse them most Snyder Transport, as Snyder's trucks are or were orange/white in color.
So the General was injured, fixed it in Burley, but if I had been smart I should have just turned around, again, ate the deposit money and went back to Evanston. 
Then came the run up here from Evanston to Wendell in LiL Wolf. Up until I got to Burley all was good, the further I came west, LiL Wolf did not want to run right. Again should have turned around right there. 
But hey I was on my way home to near where Hazzard started at least for me.
The next warning was that I had to sign a long lease. Seems others moved in here , got snubbed by the neighbors and moved out. Since I couldn't break a lease without paying it all, and with the General injured couldn't move. But I damn well was going to try.
So by October, I had bought Silver, and with that figured if I didn't pay the rent, I'd get the boot, and much of this disaster would be over. But the first place I applied for was rejected, so at the last minute had to tuck my tail and step on my pride and ask the Church for help on rent. They did. Figured I'd be out on November 1st, nope. While I had a place and all there was some moral and ethical things that said lets stay put build the station, after the holidays go get LexiBelle and be back towing as well as doing radio. 
But then and thankful a few things came together, have a place for the radio gig and me a place for a time, to sleep and shower. Now I had every intention of staying put, except the mice started to invade. I mean everywhere. As soon as you plugged one hole they'd come out another. Monday night it was so bad with mice smells and the grimy grease they leave, I could breathe. So Doug one of the Knytes members said we're taking you to the hospital. After they pumped my lung back up and gave me some antibiotics I came home. But I had, had enough. Made a call to Envi Lawn and Pest. and they came over and figured okay that's done. So then two nights ago, went to a nice pre-Thanksgiving dinner at the River Fellowship, (read my other private blog for details) and it was nice. Good time, good food, I felt really at peace. 
Now I have no idea who started it up again, nor who is saying the truth, but got awakened Thursday , yep Thanksgiving Day with the grand old Sheriff and crew banging on my door. After I struggled to get out of bed, get dressed and all, I greet them with the question of what's up? The response was, where is Shelly? I replied in Florida as far as I know, why is she injured? The cops respond, we got a report she was in my bathroom locked up. I invited Shaun the Sheriff to come in and look, he declined. He said she called them from here. I said really? After checking they found that I was truthing, and as such left that alone. So I call Shelly, Shelly says she got a text and a video from one of the neighbors saying they were going to come over and shoot me with a shotgun. Really? Please do, it'd put me out of my misery and I could be in peace. Heck I'm ready to exit this mortal life. So with all that over and such, and peace made, I made the decision, that even with all that is on the horizon, that its just better for me to move in with a friend in southwest Twin Falls County, put the radio gig in 3 places, Buhl, Burley and a smaller station in Gooding. As for me I ain't no longer a resident of Wendell Idaho. 
Which begs the questions, who have these people pushed out before? Two; who will they pick on after I leave, and what will the next person have to endure that will move in here? 
The sad part of it is this, I was kind, considerate, never played the station loud at night, and this all started when I asked the neighbors if I could barrow their lawnmower. 
More on the show later on.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

OhWowAyreWolfFM moves one more square on the Monopoli board

There are several things, I'm thankful for, but this morning at church after services, somebody really knew how to make maple bars and serve coffee. 
Yes I went back to church again and it felt great. First not the LDS Ward or denomination, nope went to the River Fellowship. And was glad I did. The sermon was really good, music that includes drums and guitar, and has the words of the hymns on a big screen so you can see and sing the songs. I was in near Heaven. What makes this church different is in the same building next door, is two TV stations, one that carries my BizTV, and the other half? Well its a radio station. A very modern station. Not too much LIVE programming, but it seems as though as I had coffee with the on air gal, while she just pushed buttons, they need an overnight board person. And to answer the question you may be asking, Yes I have an interview in the afternoon Monday. For once somebody else to pay me for being on air, in a studio on radio. Not a bad concept.
Felt kinda sorry for that young filly in there all her lonesome, so took over coffee and a maple bar to her after services.
Liked what I heard from one of that crew, that simply said, that he felt, I had the most natural talent and experience in local radio that he'd ever seen. 
With that said still shooting for rolling out AyreWolfFM/HazzardAyre Radio come late January, and keep on waiting for a new filing window from the FCC to get our license for Gooding Idaho, and piggy back that on our license from Buhl.
Oh don't get me wrong still going towing and all, but on radio etc, focusing on flying and remembering and honoring those who have flown and who still fly for the defense of this nation in a Marine, or Navy flight suit.
I haven't gave up nor cashed in my love, respect and efforts on behalf of the Confederacy both in history as well as today, but still to date, I have yet to see outside of a one time contribution from a gal in Texas and of course my Shelly every month, anyone else contributing to the sustainment of HazzardAyre Radio. 
Seems if there's something going on with things rebel as well as love of Dixie, the fb pages and so on is flooded with pages, groups, newsfeeds and so on. But see the fever cooled off for many of our Confederate believers, its not politically correct to be a rebel, and as such, nobody cares. Or hides. Understand, I gave up things Dukes, not Hazzard County or the Confederacy. However that said seems as though myself and the Knytes/WolfPack seem to be the only ones carrying on that torch. So in my opinion why devote so much time to it, let's remember the pioneers of military aviation like Pappy Boyington, and the VMF(VMA)214, lets remember the missions, history and real sacrifices made by our fellow birds of a feather, rather than waste so much of our time holding onto the memory of much of something called the Dukes-of-Hazzard, when nobody there even says hello any more from there? Like last years Utah AutoRama, and such, Daisy, Alma, Cooter and all were down there, 100 miles away from me in Salt Lake City, me in Evanston Wyoming. Did anyone from there even come up and at least break bread with our organization that has been one of if not the most dedicated DOH loyal organizations ? Nope, they didn't. I'm tired of it, so from this point, its Welcome to OUR, Hazzard County, more Hazzard County, no Dukes.
So Church was great, met some new people, a door has opened and oh yes, the gal in those pink sea shell jeans, thanks for sitting next to me and making me me feel more welcome. 
Our LDS Church could learn a lot from the River Fellowship. Guess where I go to Church now? Guess who and where I'm going to get rebabtized? When a Ward of the LDS Church, albeit thanks for the help on rent and utilities for two months, but when a Ward will not counsel another Church family, to maybe be more kind, to another church member who quite frankly is forcing me out of my own home for no real reason, maybe its time, I denounced my LDS membership and go elsewhere.
Now if the mice will all calm down here , I'm going in and take a nap.

Saturday, November 18, 2017

Things are changing here at the Wolf's Lair and with the WolfPack.

A grand good morning to ya'll from AyreWolf Kountry. I slept like a wolf in a den last night. While no visions of sugar plums or such danced in my head, most USO girls from Sydney Australia danced in my brain. Still I slept well , didn't even think of the mice running between the walls here, nor the poor plumbing. Mostly because in a week and a half is all I have, to endure this nightmare. It was and has been a tragic situation, that I should never have gotten into and wouldn't have if my sweet Shelly had been able to reside in Evanston. But that was not the only reason for the move here. The basic foundation and that was not much of a foundation , was to have a legit place to have as a solid address to renew my OL License. Looking back on it and the money wasted would have been better off renewing it in Wyoming, and just threw away any concept of anything Idaho. But can't fix history. A wise Commanding officer once taught me that life is not like a video tape. Where you can edit out the bad parts, splice the rest together to make a good film. Nope life once an event takes place, just took place, and no amount of wishful thinking is going to fix it. 
There was once a infamous philosipher that said," Doing the same things over and over again, and expecting different results is an idiot". While its wise to keep and honor traditions, still some things that either have no value any more or where attitudes have changed, need to be eradicated and replaced with things that do work.
Things like the infamous Toew Smooch that has became a trademark for my disabled vehicle rescue service, during the time of all things Hazzard, and such was really great. But how many hopefuls in our radio on air searches have been frightened off by that one thing that always happens at one of the auditions for such? With all the hoopla over harassment of actors, and in Hollywood, and media of somebody doing the wrong touchy feely, should we keep doing that? While having a mix of genders in a 10X10 studio doing radio, I think your going to start seeing radio studio's that are blocked off between genders, just to protect both from these kinds of happenings. Everything from porn to acting and drama and many other so called entertainment outlets will begin to change their minds and attitudes and just not hire or have disclosures if they do hire women to be mixed with us male corpuscles.
But I'm getting off course here.
Overnight into early morning, the WolfPack and I over Skype and computer conference had a informal meeting. While the Dukes, and all things Hazzard and all including the Knytes have been great, still we came to the conclusion that it might be time to climb off Traveler (General Lee's horse) and get on board of the lady  and go all things air or in our case Ayre as in our case AyreWolf or AyreWolvez.

With that in mind and with the fact that after the fiasco of the Reaper Club in Twin Falls, in 2013 and subsequent events that followed the only reason I retained anything in any way of being an officer of the organization was heading up the WolfPack. As such, that has became my intent for sometime in the future.
The only two things that I personally will be connected to in any way with things Hazzard County anything will be HazzardAyre Radio, and Hazzard County Choppers. Beyond that my focus on air and duty to the organization will be that of the WolfPack aka the AyreWolvez.
As for my residence. While I was fully against this for the past two months and all, personal finances dictate that I bunk at the lady in Hollister Idaho's house until I can figure out something that is affordable yet sound and newer in both construction and quality. There is no way around that. If I'm to have money to bring the radio gig, as well as my own operations to bare I need to reduce overhead. That means, reduce rent payments from $600.00 a month to $180.00 a month. Can't contribute rent for radio studio, car payment and house rent every month like I have been. Or getting sick by having to inhale mouse smells. There needs to be that change. 
We are rapidly entering into 2018, what was the tragedy of 2017 and all that has been 2017, there needs to be a course change if my and the WolfPack's altitude is to change. So for a few months, I reside in Hollister, but HQ is in Gooding, goodbye Wendell Idaho, and my neighbors, you got your blessing as I'm outta here.
More in the afternoon.

kris kristofferson - Why me Lord

Okay this next week is Thanksgiving. I have been through the wringer a lot this year. First with Shelly, then loss of the shop in Etown, Wyoming, then moving like an idiot to Wendell Idaho , where upon I got accused without any real basis of being in appropriate with some youngn's then going through loss upon loss. Yet considering even with a mice infested house, I have a house, electricity thanks to the WolfPack, and food, a warm bed, so really can't complaign although I do a lot. God has been my companion, my rock and my foundation. 

A collegue of mine Zeb Bell had on his weekly blog post of his, about being thankful to God for all that we have and I am, Zeb put up a Southern by the way hymn so I thought about the one none LDS hymn that I love the best. Written by George Jones and sung by Kris Kristofferson, this is my deep prayer, and big question, Why Me Lord? 

Happy Thanksgiving ya'll

Friday, November 17, 2017

Ho,ho,ho here came the wet and snow damn I'm cold. And why does an Asian woman want to join a old tow

Ho,ho,ho here came the wet and snow, in western Idaho. The dang storm didn't last too long, but the time it was here put 12 people in the comedian strip and 12 pull outs for ye ole Dixie Toewing this early morning. As such I'm cold, frozen and needing feeding. 
Okay then caught a email from Dunn and Bradstreet, good ole Dixie Toewing is still glowin on the top tier credit files, and seems like we are still the top notch toewing company in western Idaho. Even nearing the level of good ole A1, not bad huh?
Then my dear Shelly, caught this Asian chick on our fb group Old Skool Toew Trucks. I allowed her in simply cause I thought she might be into our pleasure and hobby of restoring these good old trucks. Seems however than this Mitsi is a troller looking for whatever? I figured out why she wanted into our group. Tow trucks = men= maybe a guy she can con. So I asked her two questions, one; can I see her toes, rendered no response, and two; does she own or drive a tow truck especially a vintage truck? If not, she will be gave the boot out of the group.
President Trump's new tighter immigration laws and all are relegating that foreigners wanting to enter our nation needs to have a legit reason to do so as in scoring a mate, such as a Asian gal making moves on a American especially a Confederate American male for a potential hubby to sponsor her to get a passport/visa. All of which I ain't doing on a personal level cause , I got my Shelly and that means to all women, you can want cause Shelly has me. 
But for some of our otherwise none attached male corpuscles, the trollers are out there hunting, so beware.
Okay; for the last several days have had a couple of mice that have invaded the Rode House, one I caught in a desk drawer inside the radio studio here, and have not let out, the other is stuck inside one of the walls . Now its not that I'm scared of mice, but several situations of a domestic condition over several years and the fact that I'm seriously allergic to the damn critters, have made me a bit touchy when the bastards invade my domicile. The first time was in Rigby Idaho at the shop there. The living area was okay, but found that I was really being invaded by mice there. Even to the point a few would even sit there and groove on me doing the radio thing there and then wanting a bit of my sandwhiches. The next big whoop with mice was when I rented that shack in Glenn's Ferry, Idaho from that April Espinoza. The damn critters had millions of offspring living under the house. I even woke up one morning with one sitting right on my chest. Not good. The next time was living in a house in Gooding, another infested place. And finally when I had to live in my shop in Burley one year after the plan of attaining a place in town was shot down by an asshole of a PSR, and at the time a SSI Payee. Wasn't long after that and a few months in Twin Falls at Big C's place that I moved to Utah, got that payee thing squished and making me my own damn payee. Which was so damn simple. My thought on all of that was simply, there were a whole mess of folks nervous about me having free rein on my own finances, in that once I did I could spend real money on my own projects. Like the shop, tow service and contribute to the Knytes/WolfPack for the radio station. Okay then.
Finally this morning, I am sorry for the delay on the re-entry of getting HazzardAyre Radio back up online and so on. After thinking on it, at this point it would have been easier to have just paid Cable-One off and been done with it and went back on the air. Granted Raphael and all have kept me online although the connection speed and all is way substandard, but at least I can write, but not broadcast, 5 down and 2 up don't cut it when streaming a radio station. 
The delay is both my fault and CenturyLink's. Mine was pulling the plug on an install here in Wendell. Since I was looking at the move to Hollister Idaho, and all. Since I stayed put here in Wendell and needing my home studio to run I reinstated the install. On the one in Gooding? I haven't heard squat. You'd think a company that prides itself on communication, would do more communicating. The reason I'm loosing money is that for every hour I can't stream the station/network, the Knytes/WolfPack looses $100.00 per hour in lost ad revenue, which the Knytes/WolfPack takes out of my checking account. As such for two months I had to go to my church ward to get aid on paying my house rent. So I got in touch with some CenturyLink people overnight and said, basically its time to poop or get off the pot. Either get at this, or pay me back for my lost revenue or pay off my Cable-One bill, admit what I need can't be done here and be done with it. 
Hopefully we'll be back on air online anyway shortly after the holidays. 
At least that Danielle whats her name at CenturyLink's office in Las Vegas, admitted that even after trying real hard that we couldn't bring things together there, and helped me with the deposit with AllWest and shortly after that we were online, on air. 
I'll keep you up to date.
Until later ya'll

Wednesday, November 8, 2017

I truly dislike tire kickers, fakes, phonies and teasers, and just where is this place?

So awoke yesterday, to my tiny tree frog. Somewhere just under my bedrooms base board heater and the cellar of the Rode House here two tiny, and very frisky tree frogs live. One lulls me asleep, the other awakens me.
So with tasks related to the overnight retention of H2O I hit the latrine. Now Monday after the battle of keeping me in my tiny house here and again thanks to my area Bishop and all for that I fetched my mail. In there of was the water bill, $112.00 . Was the city of Wendell kidding? I thought that having a precious balance would the retention of suspension of services. Guess not. So went down to City hall here, met with the City Manager, who apparently has no idea of what is going on with utilities, was no help. 
So need to sniff this out further later today.
Now then, we , rather I had a new hire that I have been waiting to get on air since we started looking for new hires here, that was supposed to arrive at 14:00 , yet by 15:00 no arrival, not even a phone call.
Okay so I leave that spot open, but in two months when big Jonny becomes President of the Knytes/WolfPack, guess what he wont be so dang patient. In his opinion its put up or shut up.
Usually this is no big deal, but ever since we lost Cable-One we've been off air at least on line. With that it's $100.00 an hour for every ad that can't be aired. If you multiply that by even just my mere 5 hours on air online that starts to add up quick. However that wouldn't be as crucial if it were not for a team of attorney's at roughly $2k an hour defending 20 Knytes who was involved in the skirmish in Waco Texas two years ago. That's a bunch of monies going out, there just is not a bunch of extra cash in the stash right now, so yes it flat pisses me off when a new hire wants or pledges a desire to be part of the radio team yet don't show up , it costs me money as well as time when I could be doing other things.
Okay then. 
Been doing a bunch of study in my Book-of-Mormon, in the middle of Alma, at the 22nd chapter. In there its talking of the River Sidon, and land of Bountiful. Many think its in north America, or the Yankee states. When in fact if one starts looking and disecting it very closely, you find that what few landmarks that are mentioned that in fact, these areas are in South America, as the River Sidon is being said to run east to west. Many have thought it to be the Mississippi River, yet the old Miss runs north and south. 
So I watched a talk that was held on the subject in SLC some years back and if one uses the texts and then lays Google Maps over it you find the areas mentioned in the texts to be near the Inkas in South America. 
So in closing this morning, for those applying or thinking of applying, for an on air post here at KnyteWolf/HazzardAyre Radio, if your not serious save us both time and money and frustration.
And to Church historians and researchers on church geography, it ain't where you think.

Sunday, November 5, 2017

From the Book Of AyreWolf , I am trying to not do a very bad thing

Last month and now this month, need to go to the church to bail me out of a mess, hope and praying that from my friend and former Bishop in Evanston can call my Bishop here in Wendell to help. Thing is I believed in an ad that I saw in some want ad paper here in my area about a room, in Holister Idaho that claimed to be set apart from the main house, own private entrance and bathroom. It took me until the 1st of the month, to go take a look. Once I did found that the claims made were false. The room is a spare room off of the living room. The bathroom is next to her bedroom. The thing is planning on this spent most of my rent money less the $180.00 for the room, on paying bills. 
Now under normal conditions I might and still might have to but under normal conditions I'd go through with this. But you see, been reading scriptures, mainly my Book-of-Mormon, that says no co-habitation of a man and woman in the same house. Unless married. Now come next year, I'd like to be in a way where Shelly and I can get married in the Idaho Falls Temple, and be together for our eternal lives. I've nearly quit my Skoal, quit coffee, and stopped drinking. The reason I structured things for Shelly going back to Florida instead of staying with me in Evanston, was not so much us fussing, or that it was so she and I would not be tempted to doing un church teachings, and the possibility of us getting really cozy. 
Even with the bad feelings in my neighborhood, I love this little house, yes it has poor plumbing, yes it costs to heat it, but still its a WHOLE house. With room for all my stuff, and after Shelly and I are married in the Temple, could be a very nice home for both of us.
So I'm praying tonight that I can get Mark my former Bishop to give a ring to my Bishop Egbert here in Wendell and see if one last time I can get my rent covered for November so I can get out of this mess. I don't want to be forced into sin because of my being stupid or something. It's complicated.
Look when it comes to women in general, you can't trust any of them. Most are lying, cheating con artists that use their bodies to entrap men into doing things they really don't want to do. 
When it comes to me finding a mate, I feel I found it in Shelly. Sure she ain't no super model, and just barely eye candy, but then neither am I.  Thing is Shelly loves me and I her. We are the only two people that can put up with each other. I want to have her for all eternity. That will be lost if I have to move into that room in Holister. So hopefully Mark, you read this and can intercede on my behalf.
Now need to getting back to reading scriptures. I'm in Alma just after he and Amuluck got out of prison.

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Now to some WolfPack/Knytes Business.

If you have been watching or observating the fb pages and groups of the organization, you might have seen that the help wanted and pinup girl want ad posts are expiring, and I and the organization have no intention of renewing those posts. 
Reasons vary but the bottom line is after totaling them all up at just under $600.00 for just the past 5 months, have produced no sustainable dependable results. Of the few that have responded and visited the Rode House here in Wendell, none have returned, the rest have not produced anything that could be termed a return on the investment. 
Beyond the cost to place and maintain the ads, the loss in productivity on waiting hours during many days that could have been used in building the radio op's or finding a shop. The hours waiting for new hires to show up, interview and all were just wasted time. Too bad employers can't charge money back to a prospective new hire employee for interview time. Like at $60.00 per hour, or $300.00 for a session. At least if someone put money into our cash box, they might have a reason to see it through. The old saying money talks and bullshit walks applies here. 
Not saying placing want ads for new employees isn't good, just place the ads where they will get noticed and someone shows up that knows what they are doing when they get there. 
Example; Codi-Lee last year. She spots an ad on All Access. Responds, shows up and at least did some radio on air work, plus fixed a couple of computers that needed mending after some idiots in Etown at PC Innovators had no clue as to what they were doing. Too bad Codi-Lee didn't stick around, had she done so the Club, would have gladly set her up in her own computer service/supply store. Besides doing on air duty for us, we all know why she left, and why it was a struggle there in Etown after.
Okay, but we didn't find her on Facebook, but a place that is of broadcasting. 
Facebook is way too generic and costly anymore. You can't target who you want to hire. Celebrities are backing away from Facebook by the droves, publishers are reducing their expenditures on Facebook, so we have as well. 
If you have a business that you want to get noticed on; use things like Google-my-Business, which is free or nearly so, or Yelp. 
I get more tow traffic from both of those than I have ever gotten on Facebook. 
Stay tuned.

Men are not complicated or mysterious we only require 5 things.

Saw a response from my Shelly on a fb post concerning the need for some professional to write a guide for men on how to deal with women during their recycling conditions. 
My Shelly's response came of how to deal with men, who are always horny and grumpy. Thing is, men are not grumpy by gender or nature, we only get grumpy when we have to put up with women's stuff. Men only require 5 things in life and after that we are very mellow and subserviant. 
First; men need plenty of feeding. We can't be the braun or workers of the species if we're hungry. Two; Men need lots of sleep to configure our minds to combat the needs of a family and a society that demands more and more of real men. Three, mobility, no man wants to feel he can't go where and when he wants to. Men need to explore, and see what else is out there that can ease the need to earn to better his domicile. Four; Men require lots of tender care, since the outside world is so cruel, when we come home and are in our chair, we don't need to have our minds being hammered on with lots of trivial bull stuff. This thing requires a certain amount of breeding , but also of just tender care. A man may not say it, but lots of foreplay and cuddling goes much further than having a woman just lay down and ay okay honey have at it. No, for once we'd like to be the one that's submissive and have the feminitile of the house do the pleasing. Which extends to number 5: Men love women who are obedient and helpful. Men do not respond well to women that are as its slangly said pussy whipping them. The age old foundation of all species, is the male is the ruler and king of his Kingdom and occupants thereof. When that authority is challenged, men become grumpy. That's when men start to look elsewhere to find peace of mind that he ain't getting at home. Likewise when men are planning on battle, he doesn't need his woman to be asking dumb questions or interupting him or his thoughts or questioning his methods. 
Okay enough on that. 
Starting Wednesday I will not be online much if at all. As I'll be in a new place is south Twin Falls County, I'm making camp in with a nice gal who is renting me a room for a fraction of what I'm paying here in Wendell. Still going for the place in Gooding for HazzardAyre Radio and all, but the small amount of money making a tri weekly commute is worth it. 
I need to reduce financial overhead and expenses to pull myself out of a bad situation, that I got into in late May in moving here to Wendell in the first place. Should have followed my gutt feeling and remained in Evanston, but hey needed to make a better nest for my Shelly and I so here I am. But not for long. I start unplugging on Monday and plan on being done about Thursday. Plus it'll be awhile to get connected to things Internet, which will take time. Should have HazzardAyre/KnyteWolf Radio back up on or near December 10th or so. 
It's really too bad, that all too many reacted in a less than positive way to our, rather my arrival. Maybe its the fear of things they don't know. Considering that many who knew me as a youth have moved away and way too many newcomers moved in. Maybe its the image rather than the substance, of me as well as the Knytes/WolfPack. Maybe its just a serious need for all of America, not just Wendell, or even Evanston, but the entire nation, to just take a serious laxative , take a good bowel movement and not be so anal retenative . Our nation is way too constipated and needs to just needs to drop a good poop. 

Friday, November 3, 2017

Finally seeing sunlight in a very dark space.

I'm finally seeing sunlight in a very dark space. 
When I pulled the cork and relocated back here to a home town, I thought things outside of some slight variances would be the same. I didn't take into account that some of the people I went to school here with might get hitched and have famdamnlies of their own, or that some moved to areas offering more economic advantages. I had thought from the noise I got from Cable-One were accurate and some tech advances might just have occured. 
Sadly they didn't.
The observation and serious discomfort of my rebel flags on all of my rides from my neighbors, as well as having a serious high octane rebel in the neighborhood would cause such grief  . I thought I could continue going to Church and become a good addition to this community. Again that did not happen.
Serious omissions from my landlord, tires being slashed, and so on, even given my generosity, would cause such an utter hatred of me, the Knytes and or the WolfPack, would be such that another move in less than 6 months would be required. When I packed up, and left Evanston Wyoming I had great plans for myself, the WolfPack and so on, that when I finally unloaded my last stick of furniture that things for myself would improve. 
Was it a prompting from Heavenly Father in answer to my prayers in vein, or even from Heavenly Father but more from Satan? 
Sure I lost the shop in Etown, but that could have been recovered. I had friends , and was making albeit slow, but strides, in my personal as well as business infrastructure. But even that was not the reason I relocated and in a way I can sort of see how she felt.
While it may have been all in her attitude or something, my Shelly felt ostercized in Etown, as I do here in Wendell. So figuring there were professionals here that are not in Etown, that could help my Shelly, and get her education finished, I moved here.
The first kill came from a gal who saw an ad I placed on Facebook for our usual pinup searches. I'd completely forgot I had even put it up there.
She came over and turned a lot of stuff upside down. Some good, some not so good. But she got paid for her services whatever they were, but she got paid for the services she rendered. 
Now however I have the chance to undo the current negative flow of operations and redirect that current towards a better positive flow. 
I did all this however mainly for my Shelly, I just hope she appreciates what I have done and have went through to get here. For her, mainly for her. 
Live long and prosper.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

Sorry friends, but I am a true southern bred, Hazzard County raised rebel male

I had a few events happen to me today, that is directly connected to my topic here tonight.
First after going over and taking a gander at the place in southern Twin Falls County Idaho, I was feeling really good, since I now have at least housing wize a place I can afford and still retain the studios in both Buhl and Gooding for HazzardAyre Radio. 
So I get online and find some gal that was a bit put off by the leggy gals I use in my art work for our publications. If that is all it would have been, I wouldn't have gotten so tense, but then she started barking about my Hazzard County credibablility. To which I will tell her and ANYONE that wants to know. The TV show that OUR Hazzard County is built on, is as dear to me as life itself. There are few if any of the cast, crew or production company of all things Dukes, that doesn't know me or the other way around. I was there when Paul Picard who was the exec producer of the show passed away, along with being there when Uncle Jessie, Boss Hogg and Waylon passed away. I talk all the time about John, Tom and all the cast including Roscoe and Enos. Scott Romaine knows me all too well, infact if truth be known, the torch of Hazzard County was being carried by the Knytes/WolfPack long before there was a Cooter's Place. Don't get me wrong, both Ben, Alma, and all their families are as close to me as kin folks. So that lady from Oregon, that was trying to get into my Hazzard County credentials, your treeing the wrong critter.
Then, got this gal whom I applied for a on air slot here at HazzardAyre Radio. Guess what? I spent 3 hours ratchetjawing with her, when her husband shows up , has a fit and she backs out. Okay one more that bites the sand except as it is, unless its someone prescreened by the Knytes, and is a family member of the Knytes, we ain't hiring no body. Especially no more dang women. When it gets to women it is a real pain in my butt any more. The thing is, I have balls and years ago I let them drop. I'm not some diaper rashed, drug induced city/town raised carpetbaggin, untrustworthy person. I'm an Alpha Male and that can be a bit too much male for most of these people. 
I stand for truth, justice, and the Confederate American way, no more and not less. 
Big day Friday the move begins followed by the studio move. HazzardAyre Radio and all its parts will be back on air come December 1st. The reason its delayed is that after I got hoodwinked by a few here in Wendell Idaho, and the water bill thing, I finally decided with great pain to relocate the entire operation. Back to where AyreWolfFM/SAMCRO Radio first fired in 2009. Get this even the bandwidth and Internet speed is faster there. Add to that much less expensive, so we get to command both sides of the Snake River with Southern bred/Hazzard County raised gearhead style radio. 
That's all, if you want to dig into our news, find it at 
Keep it Tween the Ditches.

Ain't Lithium sweet? Mix it with 200 Octane hootch and its a party.

So got back from evening meal, kicking back mulling over the days events. 1st have our old place near Gooding back , second new housing on the horizon, and just absorbing the calm before the storm before the relocate at the end of the month from Wendell to Gooding. 
So am about to fire up the TV and watch Alex, hey I get a serious stiffy when she comes on the TV , kind of reminds me of the speel from Travis Tritt and Bill Engvall on that's awesome. What'd be awesome? Finding Alex at my door in nothing but a trench coat, naked under the trenchcoat with a note attached by my Shelly that said , her she is, have a good time. 
So about to get up and fetch a Bromo Seltzer after eating so much at the Cowboy Cafe in Gooding, here comes this last interview that will be conducted from the Wendell location. So Mariah was here and we visited for quite a bit, all was going well, my Shelly checking on me every 15 minutes, which Mariah's feller was checking on her but couldn't get through. He shows at about the tail end of the interview all fussing. Apparently he and her got into a trite outside. Me I was beat. Chatted with my Shelly and went into bed. Woke up with a terrible case of acid reflux which is why I'm here now. Can't sleep with puke in my throat.
So checked on my bank account. Found that I so it said of quite a bit more than what I know is in there. Bank must be updating records or something. 
Will Mariah be on our airwaves? My guess is no, since she had that fight with her hubby over it. Thing too, and I'm still wondering about this. Although its really not publicized much, how is it that folk who live in or near Jerome, Idaho, have not been to, or know of the Airpower Unlimited Muzzeeum? It's not that , that P-38 sitting outside is a give away, nor the fact that there's a big sign on the hangar, but why is it few know its there? 
Found out too, Mariah is a distant kin folk on Mom's side of the family, the Sant side. 
Any flyte need some zz's. 
Gotta put these up, for examples of my favorite celeb noses.