Saturday, July 2, 2016

Should be on air here in a few, just downloading software, also the Knytes-of-Dixie is much more than an MC

I should have things going here for on air just after 14:00 hours having computer glitches. That being that, need to do a bit of drama before I get into the focus of this entry.
There is some butt nugget online, that seems to follow me no matter where I go online. Goes by the screen Name of Beaver Dick, sorry gals that's what he calls himself, don't know if he  got the name from the fabled trapper of Wyoming, or if that's the size of both his brain as well as peenus. But no matter what I do he's there. The latest is he got on even my new online cyber radio account, ripping my new stations sound quality. Understand its new software and all and I'm just getting it aligned. So yes its a bit on the rough edges. He also bitched about the same thing on Livestream. Really BD, seems to play well on my computer and others well, maybe its your computer or stupidphones sound quality. Then he got to farting off on me truckin and towing. Guess what? The little prick has never been to my shop, never. How the hell does he know? Likewise and I admit this, yea no CDL, only reason I haven't got one, is while I can pass the written exam fine, have no big rig truck to do my skills test in. So have to running trucks 25,000 pounds GVW or less, but I still haul. As far as a med card, want to come look at it Beaver Dick? As far as towing its hit and miss., mostly miss. I did more of that in Twin Falls and Hazzard than I have done here. It's called reviving a main truck that has been out of service for 3 years, but she's getting there . There's an old saying mu Uncle used to use that stuck, don't bitch , elect to fix, you have one hand one finger pointing at someone else, three pointing back at you, instead of criticize, why not join the team/. Course my mom said this too, If you have not got something good or kind to say to someone else, shut the .... up. 
Okay then enough of Beaver Prick except to say this, I have the club and people looking to find out just who you are Beaver Dick, once we do, your going to be in a ditch being ate by flies. 
Okay then.
The Knytes-of-Dixie(aka Knytes-of-Anarchy) was reformed in 2008. reviving and breathing new life back into a near none existant organization called the Hazzard Knytes. We kept the heritage of our rebel Dixie culture but expand that image.
The Knytes-of-Dixie was built upon combining our roots of the OTR trucking lifestyle and a little, and at the time very little of our MC past.
The only two external organizations we retained in the organization, were and is the AyreWolvez and the Hazzard County Towing Association, it was just recently that we revived the Deere Dazzlers Association. 
The Knytes-of-Dixie is primarily a old style lifestyle historical preservation, and appreciation organization dedicated to both long haul and short haul trucking. Even though since 1994 I haven't had a CDL, prior to that I had what used to be called a class A Chauffers License which was the same thing as a CDL is today. Likewise, Cady Auto, France Transportation, Wagner Livestock, and a few more otr companies will tell you straight up my ass was planted in the left seat of all their trucks. I loved the one I drove at France Transportation, Deep dark, old style long nosed Peterbilt. Single sleeper but my that old rig would get it. She had one of the last KTC 600 Cummin's V8's and that big snorter would haul 98 head of fat bulls and not hurt a bit, the only time I screwed up doing bull hauling was as a rookie , stuck a electric prodder through the slats in the trailer into a herford bulls nuts, not good. Then there was the run one late spring headed into summer, when we hit a freak snow storm just out of Salmon Idaho going up Lost Trail Pass. We ate at some diner in Salmon, got rain, there but by the time we hit the apron of Lost Trail Pass it decided to snow and I mean SNOW 2-1/2 to 3 inches an hour, little chains did to help. I was glad to have a trainer as he chained and I'd inch the old truck forward, backing down a canyon highway that looks like a snake. By the time we reached Wisdom Montana, We had blew out the injector pump diaphram so max speed was 40 to 50 miles an hour. We slept over at some LDS Church parking lot in a place just north of Debouis Idaho. Where I heard over the radio yet not well the LDS Choir. I thought then and there, this is why there needs to be a 24/7/365 truckers radio station and network. This was long before the Internet and Cell phones. 
As far as towing I have thousands of stories there too, both done by or aiding other with my LexiBelle. So to Beaver Dick, you DON'T know your ass from your mouth. I can drive still any truck any time and just about anywhere you can imagine and a few you can't. I can fly just about anything there is to fly, the only hold back right now is my belly and weight, as soon as I loose 68 pounds I'm back in the air. So I'm grounded but I can still spin a wrench on all aircraft. 
More Later
TTYLY
   

1 comment:

  1. How do you know there's no Knytes have you ever came to an open meeting, do you know the members, have you ever visited the club members, would you like to know the members, don't say something is false until you know for sure.

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