I am in very much like of our new pinup gal, Shelly ain't so much . She'll just have to adjust.

So just kicking back a few of my road bro's and I cruised over to Tweaker Flatts to scan the latest digital version of Smokey and the Bandit, ate some seriously buttered popcorn of which Margie was all to happy to lick off my fingers. Tried to explain, that to Shelly but it was bitch out city. While I'm not of the idea of breaking up and disguarding Shelly, the fact is as I have explained any number of times, this is what I do for the club, and if she can't accept it, then perhaps a re-examination of the relationship should be done. One of the main reasons I hired Mylinda is that Mylinda can now take care of the lady talent scouting and training while I toew, build bikes and fly. One of the most progressive forms of success in an organization is being able to take on employees and delegate authority. I'm so confident in both Mylinda and her hubby that at the monthly meeting this evening after the movie and in betwixed the bitch out sessions from Shelly, but I pledged both Mylinda and her hubby for becoming a patched member of the Knytes. Something not often done. It takes a very special person to be a patched member.
Okay then normally I'm sawing logs at this hour, but my bedroom is so toasty its a sauna in there, and the kitchen not so much. So here I'm at blogging.
Only two slight items with Mylinda one she has yet to wear nylons to one of our meetings and two need to find out where she got that top she was wearing earlier this evening. Reason, the pattern on the back, would make a great pattern on the fuel tank, on the KnyteWolf Bike. 
As far as my Shelly is concerned, I'm sure that Mylinda would become friends with Shelly if Shelly would just open up a bit, and as I said doing gigs for the Knytes is just what I do for the Club because as we all know, Everything I do in this life is for this club. And that will never change. My dedication came from blade and a blood oath in 1983, and has never dimmed. In my life there are several priorities. The first is LexiBelle 

 the second is the club 

 the third is the unit I served in with the Marines 

 Next is our Heavenly Father and his son our Savior Jesus Christ. Beyond those everthing else is just fill in. Having said that Shelly is just going to have to accept and learn that I take my responsibilty to the club seriously as much as any religion, and that means auditioning and scouting honeys for our pinups and ads. At least until Mylinda is fully on board. 

More on the meeting and should be on the air from here in Wendell from here at the Rode House in the PM Saturday.

TTYLY

Piss on Wikipedia and to hell with the editors there of

There are times you just want to jump right through the weblines and knock the living crap out of some damn pickle headed college boy sitting in some place California. Most of these little knot heads have never been to nor have any idea about things they like to tell someone that what they are including in a former article is bogus. Example. Put an edit into the page on Wikipedia on KEVA, which was good for about two weeks. Tonite I have been going back and forth with some dead head on there, then he went one step further to challenge my knowledge of our town of Hazzard (aka Hagerman) Idaho. Really buttwipe? The Hazzard Knytes as well as all that was from that era is very well documented, including me doing the 185 mph from a standing start on Hazzard's main street, of which I spent 90 days in the Gooding County Jail, for. Does this guy want names? Try James Stuart MacDonald, Allen Culbertson Junior, Ron Adams, Myself, Robert Sandy, Lonnie Anderson, Steve Lawarson (former city police chief) Shaun Gough(current sheriff Gooding County) the list is rather long as far as members, but sufficient. Then this drip dried space cadet challenged the existance of the townships of West-Point and Tuttle. Really? Granted these small towns are not very big, one is barely a rail head, the other isn't very big at all, but they are there none the less. I'm sure the people who own the West-Point Service bar and grill wouldn't be to happy of some dillweed from queer bay telling them that West-Point don't exist. I had the same troubles once convincing some outside investor that Springfield Idaho exists. Okay so the town is barely a town of 125 people, but its still there. 
There's tons of things that just get under my skin, when people bark about shit they have no damn idea about, or just a mere idea. Just like a few buttwipes that told many that LexiBelle my tow truck didn't exist. Including that bikini bar bouncer in Pocatello Idaho, did, even having the audacity to call into my TV show and say she didn't exist. But I'm not the only one. 
Saw that a fellow biker friend was having troubles on fb over his other half. Don't know details, but the web any more or at least social pages, whether its FB or Wikipedia remind me of the old CB radio junkies that sat on big watt base stations, arguing and spreading gossip, about stuff they had no idea about, but yet were to cowardly to come forth from behind their cb radios and face the person they were arguing with. More over today, get out from behind your damn keyboards and computers and go out and look and quit telling people that something don't exist or they were wrong before going and looking at it.
Or them. Geezuss. 
Just like so damn many of things, the Knytes, The Reaper Crew and the WolfPack will live on prosper and succeed no matter what anyone else says. The old adage of Don't judge the book by its cover. Read the damn book.
Any mile , on the air come morning then its hitting the big road, for Idaho, with a slight detour through Utah.
TTYLY

Here today , banned tomorrow , the one constant, IS the Knytes-of-Dixie

Isn't this just ducky? Our near prospect Martin, seems has been banned from facebook. That's right, or could it be he just unfriended me, and likewise defriended the Club? Might he been a pipeline to those hecklers we had here a month ago, in that group called Wreckers on Facebook? Who knows. 
Every day I see groups and pages on dear old and it is getting very old, Facebook, start, run for a few days or even a month then are gone in a puff of the smoke that they were blowing up someones ass. I have been seeing more flakes and ignorance on Facebook lately as well. There's several sources of this unrest. First , like or hate Trump, many voted him in, many sat on the fence, some didn't vote at all, but will squawk about the way the nation is headed. There are way too many sitting in they're cubby holes , sucking off the hind teat of our nations Federal bounty. Don't get me wrong there's people that both deserve it and need it to survive due to illness or injury. Hey , I earned my Federal benefits, as well as my Marine pension. Then of course there are those, that suck up Federal funds and just ingest weed or meth and bitch about life , mostly their own, on places like Facebook, or find fault with someone or some group that they are jealous of, envious of, or that when their loyalty or whatever didn't pan out were given the boot, so now its boo-hoo time. 
I don't claim to be a Pied Piper of know all things, because I don't. There's always something new to learn. What I can say is this; since 1967 what has grown into the Knytes-of-Dixie, some 250k membership nationwide and now both Australia and Canada has done so, because all that the Knytes are, is a result of common goals, common sense, and common focus. Just because its not there, does not mean it can't be. Likewise if the Mountain wont come to Mahamad, don't mean Mohamad can't go to the Mountain. And we have done it all legally, albeit borderline legal, but still legally. 
The Knytes never ask or have asked for kudos or thanks although an occassional salute for jobs well done, or the fact that we fixed a community problem or did a toy run delivery or fed many of the poor with meals on wheels would be a grand salute to us as an organization. We do what we do for the love of the communities we have charters in, we do it for the love we have for our confederacy and our southern brethren, the love we have for our rides, our Marine unit, but mostly for the real love we have for each other. 
Granted not everybody loves us, many shun us or disgard us due to things taking too long to get done, or for something that we backed out of, or someone we decided wasn't KOD material. The reason, the Knytes have remained together for so long is that in many cases we have learned through trial by fire. As such if we stub our toes, we then look at things a bit more careful the next time. 
What I can say is this, whether its through Facebook, Blogger, TV, or The radio. The Knytes-of-Dixie will be here fighting for today's Confederacy, and our love of tires and steel, just as sure as the sun comes up in the east. 
This last week we rather I as the Executive VP of the Knytes, had a perrty good week. Although dealing with a computer that's having caniption fits, think I need a new one for the radio gig and all. But I was able to make contact with this sugar named Amber. Don't know why she opened up to me, since all I wanted to do at Suds is eat and see if I could be there without someone growling at me. But Amber and I talked during the time I scarfed down my grub. It became a thought, maybe she could with some training be an on air person, or at least a part time Production Assistant or something. Look she's got offspring, needs green, so thought why not take a look and see. So I made my pitch. She said she'd be out. Now thankfully she didn't since me and the computer were having issues, but with that near okay, Wednesday asked her again, same song. Stayed at studio here at the Lair, yet no show. If all I had to do is mess with the radio gig this would not be okay, however LexiBelle needs work still, then LiL Wolf needs to get done, so at the end of May I can haul them over to Twin Falls Idaho, where I'll be living along with my Shelly. Which is why I'm pressed to getting someone trained well enough to take my throne once I do move on and for the radio station/network here. Granted $20.00 a hour is not much but thing is in 6 months, depending on dependability and performance could be making $30.00 to $50.00 an hour. So I am a bit put off by Amber's reluctance. But its nothing new since this is after all Evanston Wyoming.
Granted when we recruited in Twin Falls, out of 30 applicants we usually narrowed it down to a mere 10 then to the 5 gals we needed, but at least 30 would apply, and none were bashful or hessitant of coming over to the Lair there. Granted we live in very strange times, the old coin saying of you have a shaft, she has a snatch and that makes many that will be required to work in close quarters nervous. Home radio studios are nothing new. Most major and even minor recording artists and webcasters have home studios. Many with over the air stations the guys and gals on air have home studios. If one doesn't your not doing your best and honing your craft or abilities. So we wait. I can tell you this; I'm not going to beg Amber to come over and pour money into that tip jar or eat there at Suds as often if she doesn't soon come over. Now true she may not be interested in our career opening. That's cool, but I don't appreciate anyone telling me they are going to do something, say their interested in our gig, then not show. Just like some of the maybe pin up girls we tried to bring on board here in Etown, that never showed. If their not interested, just say I'm not interested. Or thanks but no thanks. That way we don't waste each others time. 
Then there was Sydney, out at the Pilot, she said yes I'm interested, yet after 5 months no show, no call. Okay fine, but why not just be honest and say something like their happy where they are? And be done with it. It's not going to make a difference in the tip I leave, or how much I spend on food or fuel, at a paticular place. In fact I'd appreciate the honesty and would spend more there. When I get jacked up, so does the Knytes, and that's when 250,000 members no longer go there, ever. 
TTYLY

Picky, Picky Facebook and maybe soon I'll get rid of my case of the Hershey Squirts

My day today started like crap. With the major High Council meeting here Tuesday and many officers arriving tonight I was working on our new digs for HazzardAyre Radio, when without thinking drove a small nail through my thumb, with an air hammer. So after expressing my condition to the Reaper Crew through some serious explatives we wrapped my thumb up waiting for the local EVAC people to show up, to bandage my thumb. Nope gotta go to the ER, and get it bandaged and me a tetness booster shot. Must have been lack of food coupled with the meds or something, but, my butt has been busy going to the latrine about every 15 minutes or less. My brain hurts, and don't dare eat anything. Should have stayed in bed.
So visited with SheWolf for a short while then headed back to the shop. BTW on LexiBelle, that tiny piece I have been hunting for the Mars lights on LexiBelle? Well got one and thanks to Dave, its on its way. I nearly creamed my jeans when he told me that. One of those parts that don't exist any more , and that can't be bought from a Vendor any more David had so I'm just gurgling for joy. Maybe its my insides. 
Okay then, got one of those notifications from the illustrious Facebook to verify our Club page. No mater how damn many times I clicked on, call me both on my cell and Landline still came with a no can do. One of those times I wish I had a doc scanner or something, so I sent em our Tax number. You'll play hell trying to convince that Jap loving Socialist, Communist in Charge of and who owns Facebook. Want an example of profiling? Watch Facebook very carefully. The things you get bitched at by the little pickle brained pencil necked college kids at Facebook in the censor page , but see the same thing or worse on somebody's page or group , that somehow gets fed right to YOUR page or group or even your news feed. It's okay to put this up on a Facebook newsfeed 

 but don't put this

 or this

up on your newsfeed or on a Page or Group of YOURS, because that's nasty. The first question I ask is who the frack invited somebody from any other group or page, or just anybody that isn't a member of our organization. 
I found it kind of interesting this should show up just a few days ago. There was a post on Overdrive's site of , do you still use a CB Radio? The responses were all over the place , but the main thread was most don't because of the vulgarity. My response? Don't like it, use the off button. Don't go away mad , just go away. Same goes with Facebook and its many prying eyes; Don't like our content, unlike us and go the frack away. Pretty simple.
Any way the first of many night sessions of the High Council will be starting in 25 minutes so gotta go, but dig this friends the copyright and fringe elements of Facebook censorship are really getting serious.
TTYLY

This is why I favor those on two wheels as well as those who fly

A few years ago, there were fans of my radio gig and all that asked me why I was such a fanatic of those up on two wheels, mainly the biker community. For those wondering, I'd like to acquaint you with a happening earlier today. I had just gotten up from catching some snooze time, when SheWolf relayed that there was a bunch on some FB page Called Wreckers something trashing me , my company and the Club. So I went on there. At first the chewing out was all on my SheWolf. She accidently posted the fact we were on a FoX hunt for some honey to enhance the website and TV ads, to do in part to help sell the pillows and such that our Sister from Texas is making. So people were bitching about things, so I jumped in and put up pics of LexiBelle amongst my rides saying faux huh? It got to the point that I just cancelled out of that group and split. Talk about a towers brotherhood? Bullstuff. There ain't been a true Towers Brotherhood since 1983/84. when the older owner operators formed TRAA and so on. Not that there isn't one, but membership to the Iron Knytes is through Pledge, and invitation, there's no open call for members. We keep our numbers small, and protected. As far as Facebook , Facebook itself is getting old and drab. Oh and speaking of Facebook, did you know that Facebook founder Mark Zuckerburg, is now eyeing the idea of a Presidential run? 
But lets get past that. In general, despite some club bias and all bikers pretty much accept each others, and will ride long distances together and work together for a common goal. Consider its us Bikers doing peacekeeping duties at this weeks swearing in of Donald Trump. Trump called us his extra measure of protection. Not bad. I wasn't always a big fan of riders but years ago, Bro and I met very much up close and personal Brother Speed's MC at their club house in Boise, waiting for T-Willey to show to do some work on a roadster. Not only was I welcomed but treated very well. Bro and I had long been thinking of adding that to the Knytes and so when the oppurtunity came in 2008 with the creation of SOA, we jumped on the idea, and as such , the Knytes-of Anarchy was born, as a subsidiary of the Hazzard Knytes. My best friend on Earth besides Bro and Big Rick, is little Rick here in Evanston. Not only is his shovel head pristine, but his truck, that I named Dark Horse, is one of the finest on earth, and Little Rick's friendship is so dear, but he's also a biker in every sense of the word. People who ride are of the most honest caliber that you'll find and once made a friend, are the most loyal. Then of course there's those who fly.
From the time that I strapped myself into an AV 4 to the time, I got to fly a Corsair my head has been in the clouds. When I put my golden wings in a plastic box, and my uniform patch in a coffee can and hid them for nobody but me to see, I thought the days of me getting above the clouds was over. Then one morning just before lunch whilest I was watching the old half truthful TV docudrama of the 214, I heard overhead not one but two F-4-U Corsairs. Once I found out where they landed I went out there, inside a big hangar was not one, not two, not, three but 4 F-4-U Corsairs sitting inside ready for flight and battle. So I got the owner off to the side, asked what these byrds go for, when he told me I swallowed my chew. Thought to myself , my I'm in the wrong business. So like many things, like starting the Hazzard Knytes to help support the Hazzard Garage, we started a Warbird group . Over time though I have been welcomed with open arms by the aviation community, who are there organization or not, to help rebuild a prop, or a complete a vintage warbird. Unfortunately, my type-2 diabetes took me out of the air a year ago, but I'm busting my hump to get a new med card and my license back. But I still have many friends in both Bikers and pilots. Including the AyreWolvez Military Aviation Association. If only the rest of modern society including jerks on Facebook, could get together in brother(sister)hood in friendship and all like bikers and pilots, wouldn't this be a great world.
Gotta go see the Bishop.
TTYLY

  

First Reaper Crew Report for 2017 . Models, trinkets, and stuck up agencies.

Before I get off on my rant here this morning, I want to say to the sweethearts on the two Cinderella movies I watched on Disney, great job. One was a tweaked remake of the film she's all That, starring Fred Prinz Junior , but good, plus the two movies gave me inspiration to relive some preasure so again thanks. 
Tried to get in touch with the local Bishop to gain a sit down, but did not hear back. I think I'm on my own, on this one. Let you know this evening. 
Our Sweet Texas Sister shot a shell across the bow last night, saying that the expenses being run up for the pillows and such were cutting into her purse a bit with few if any sales. I'll tell ya'll like I tell her, help us to raise funds for a new computer and all for the Radio/TV station, that way I can get the pillows on screen and get to selling them. Plus with a new computer the radio gig can get flowing again. Again making money for us and our Texas Sister.
Which brings me to this; and there's an entire background story to it which I'll relate later today, but; once upon a time, in doing some pinup work for the Knytes, I stumbled upon this once free website for finding model talent. Well seems this other outfit called Casting Call Pro.com bought the free site Mandy.com . So since they had been prodding me to use their services, I put up a simple casting for a narrator for the movie the Hazzard Knytes. The docudrama, that will tell the story of the Knytes(knights) plus HazzardAyre Radio etc in a similar style of the way Stern told his story to increase ear traffic to his show. Figuring if we got someone there for the Narrator, then other castings for both men and women that would make up the Club, in our preteen and teen years, as well as our radical 20's both in and out of the Marines. Then drawing it up tight to the present with what's going on with HazzardAyre; Radio(www.livestream.com/hazzardayre) . The fact that most of us are not film makers, we're truckers,bikers,mechanics and aircraft pilots and mechanics. However nobody is better to tell our story than us. Now so I got a response from some gal named Kat, who was all kinds of prying, hell it felt like the Spanish Inquisition. The main whammy was why do you need em single. Simple, with the running around the Mountain West and all, no kids and running the highway of life solo, is better than having her trying to juggle kids, a hubby, and still being on time for a scene, or segment of the film, and more importantly bein on time for the plane. The idea is to capture everywhere and anywhere there is a current charter or sub-charter of the club, especially where the club was founded. Then there was the question, of examples of prior work, I'd be happy to provide except one mini problem, much of my reels are still on VHS Tape not DVD. So until I get for the Club a new computer with the software to transfer that video on DVD, no can show old stuff. However, when it comes to this kind of thing, I remember Vickie at Talent Management Group in Salt Lake City. Just before we set up camp in Woods Cross, while I was residing in Ogden Utah, I went down for a meet and greet at her office. Must have been 30 ladies there. The one I chose as a lead was a gal, named Michele Wilson. Who has a package that any man would wet his pants over. Total fee for Michele was 43k or so, Rick our President said no, but I look back and think, I should have ponied up my own money and hired her. She was the only one that wore the nylon leggings that I asked for, the kind of skirt I asked for, and gained a Confederate accent as I had asked. With that in mind guess who I'm calling this week? Thing is When I looked over the talent from Casting Pro, I didn't see any female talent between 35 and 60, from anywhere near here that could pop in for a meet and greet or a script read. If your question now is why did I go messing with Casting Pro? Simple they contacted me first, invited me to place a free ad on their site, which I did just to see if Casting Pro, was as good as Mandy.com which so far as I can tell , ain't.
TTYLY

Funds needed , Donate here.

In years gone past, in fact most years the Knytes and all never have had to ask those that claime to support the club for a dime. We see, we serve no problem. However 2016 siphoned way too much money for the cash stash, not just from short term investments like that idiotic bar on Bear River drive here in Evanston , but having people say they're coming in for training to be a part of the staff here at Knytes Hall, which that consumes money with no return, to SheWolf, who, btw is paying back albeit slowly, what we used to help her, and the list goes on. But those are small taters against the real drain. This year of 2016 many of our members were slaughtered at a convenience store near WACO Texas. 15 Knytes died, another 25 are facing charges. Attorney's do not come cheap. So to keep the home fires lit we are holding our hands out asking all that truly believe in Southern Liberty and preservation of the history of Dixie, and our American way of life. 
I am truly greatful to SheWolf for her $500.00 a month, plus Our Texas Sister for her 10% each month, but we need much more. Sure out Texas Sister is there making pillows for sale and they a great looking 

 but we are needing new computers, studio furniture, transmitter, tower, antenna, just to name a few. So I'm asking you, all out there. If you support the Knytes, and the cause of southern liberty, dig in your wallet and send it to us. If sweet Southern Sister can scrounge up extra change to help certainly you all should, or is your interest and loyalty to Dixie, just Keyboard lip service.