Our Main Pinup/on air gal has been found, so the career opening is now closed until mid Spring 2018

Yesterday is gone and a brand new day arrived. Went over to TF to have a coffee chat with the new hire pinup/on air talent. And as such that hurdle is done, and outside of minor details that is done. Whew that has been a problem, but I'm confident we have who we need now. So went to pull the ad from fb, but fb wants to keep charging for it, so guess what I did, called our bank and put a dispute and stop payment on it. Bottom line got what we needed, don't need fb no more. 
As a result of that means I ain't going to the fair this year, since due to the neighborhood situation, going over in the morning to put down some bread on a place I saw in Cassia County, and will be making arrangements to move there. Big Rick is holding onto the Lincoln for me, and having a place out of a town, and in more rural expanses makes more sense for me, no neighbors for quite some distance. 
With that and the fact that the Knytes' newly elected this month, being in Salt Lake City, means being in southern Cassia County, puts me 50 miles closer to Jonny, 80 miles closer to my son, and in an area, where if I need milk at 2am I can go get milk at 2am, and not have to wait until 9am like I do here.
Whoop de do we have fun, right? I'm feeling very heart broken. I truly love this little house and wanted this to work. But expenses on it, plus a neighborhood that would just asoon see me leave some times you just have to go and not greeve too much. Any mile, have other projects on the grid, plus the fact that I think I can locate office space for the studio and such, so think I'm on the right road now. 
Times like this when the would'ves could'ves and should'ves hit. The more intelligent thing to have done, would have been to have stayed put in Etown, Wyoming, found office/studio as well as shop space then moved. Plus when I did the walk around of the place here in Wendell and got the stink eye from some in the 200 block of 3rd west here, should have kept the $200.00 in pocket, and just went home. The money I wasted on this could have paid a ton of bills, but hey I had to at least try.
Any mile our Miss Iron Knytes/Hazzard County has been chosen, that project is closed and now need to move on option two, getting my butt outta here. 
Going in for a nap see ya'll on the radio overnight.
TTYLY

Food on the road, the Dukes, and headache Powders

The moment you straddle a Harley or any large road bike you immediately find peace of mind and the world running off you like water rushing off a ducks back. However there are times you need to eat. So you roll into a Walmart praying that nobody is going to mess with your scoot, and dine,(if you want to call it that) in a Subway sanwhich shop. No matter the change in eras seems that Subway except for some upgrades of drinks(mostly Coke products) nothing has changed. The first thing you notice is big husky women serving you or some gal who speaks fluid Mexican, but not much English. Next its dodging your meal and making sure your not biting into the extra fly meat. Yep fly and insect control must be at the bottom of the list of items not being gave any attention. 
Once you get done eating of course you decide to go quick and find or do some minor shopping. Even though 80% of the employees at a Walmart are at least a size 20 , there are no jeans for a large male in the mens department. Nope finally had to go to D&B Supply in Jerome, to get my 50X32 jeans. Amazing. The ripping up of the highway near Jerome's Walmart, is a lesson in not too much pre planning of traffic flow or congestion. Bad enough in the General, worse on two wheels. 
With all I could get and still tote on the Black Mistress(name of my bike) cruised by what I had spotted months ago, shop for rent. Apparently the place is already rented, so search for that continues. So cruised over to where I keep the Mistress, and exchange for the General, had to ride behind a rig of somebody that was obviously was attempting to avoid the construction destruction on 84 , and was really lost. 
So with that and a headache the size of Miss LuLu's petticoat, got home, ready to intake 3 Goody's powders. Now for the uninformed here. And I have no idea who invented the stuff, as I get it , the stuff was conjured up by a family from Austria and refined in Salem North Carolina in the mid 1930's. The brand is mostly seen in southern states and can be purchased at Walmart all over the nation as well as at varied stores like Smith's out west here. Any mile there is and I mean NO OTHER PAIN RELIEVER  like Goody's Powders. 
Now once I got home here tripped on a goat head bush and dropped the sack that not only contained my Goody's but my Smooth Coffee that comes in a glass bottle. 
So once in my rocker chair after washing up, I took a look at my fb newsfeed. Here's one for you. On my big mama desktop, computer  I get to see the pane with my contacts and all on my laptop but can't on big mama. Must be a fluke in servers or something but it does get frustraiting . Then I noticed this post from Tracy Duke owner of the southern Boars Nest, that had this promo poster of an old Dukes-of-Hazzard marathon. On old CMT. Its truly amazing that the United so called States, where because of Politically Correct idiots, you can't watch the Dukes-of-Hazzard. Since the cancelling of the reruns on CMT a Viacom network there has been a urgent cry for that network or for anyone to put the reruns back on. I'd have thought that by now a rural network like RFDTV would pick that up, or at least one of these syndication networks like METV, LaffTV etc would have snagged it and started to reair the reruns. With that said and I'm sure its in the works since Starsky & Hutch is going to be restarted that an upgraded Dukes-of-Hazzard has to be in the works. I know that the creation of the Knytes is in gear that'll be called the Hazzard County Knytes, the chronicalling of the formation of the Hazzard County Knytes here in Idaho, which was founded as a Dukes fan club, combined with a rural gearheads group. The organization that is now called the Iron Knytes Association.
In that I need to say if all of these fans, of the Dukes and yes we as an organization are working on it, but for the rest of you who are fans, why not put your money where your keyboard is? In essence fester up sponsorship cash, show the networks be it Viacom, the syndication networks even BBC America, or even us here at HazzardAyre TV/SouthernSteele Media that you'll back the reairing or a new series. Nothing shows or moves outside of a serious bowel movement a network executive more than cash. They see money, bet you the next tank of fuel for the General Lee, you'd see the Dukes-of- Hazzard back on somewhere.
The power company and really poor fowl weather is hitting us here in the real Hazzard County of Idaho, so our online radio show is being put off until Thursday morning.
TTYLY(that means; Talk To You Later Ya'll)

Did that really happen?

Good morning fellow riders last night I flaked out here at the Rode House and was out of it in less that 7 minutes. I dreamt of the ride we all took up near the Cascades and over to White Bird Mountain. The S, curves, and of course White Bird Hill. I remember the picinic we had at a park near Emmett, with that Cynthia we hired as a pinup in 88, just after my son was born. I remember sitting at that look out point just outside of Emmett, Idaho looking over that entire vista it was beautiful. I don't know about ya'll but there are rides, and then there are rides. Those special vistas of a night cruise when you know that there wont be another one quite like that one. The feeling of , whatever happened before and even into the future will somehow be different from there on. In a way I call it the get out of the house , and live the world. Not caring about much of anything except your bike , the weather and who your riding with. Its the experience, not the destination. 
Okay was reading elsewhere overnight, about this thing that the V-rod from Harley is going to be phazed out here soon. Two things and this is the same as with any ride, when the factory phazes out a popular bike, truck or muscle car, you just know that your happy to own one, and that since there will be no more of em made, what you got is going to be worth some serious green very,very soon. If you own a V-rod, hold onto it for a good 5 to 10 years. If not, grab one very soon, and cherry it out, since there won't be another. 
It's going to be another one of those days, my Lady Shelly, is getting the funds of $450.00 sent to me today, so the wait for her to get her tiny legs to march on down to the bank, and then to Walmart where she lives. Trouble is it moves the time frame into the afternoon, which means hotter weather, and delays the day, but I'm sure she'll get it done. 
But now we sweat. I'm still bent on a office/studio in Buhl, followed by shop near here, followed by shop over there, then me move come spring early summer 2018. With it all, this Wendell experience was not what I had intended. I had thought in all so many ways that this village had progressed a bit more by now. I never predicted that the ad we testingly put up on fb would ever get answered, since the heads are up too many butts here, that their breath smells like dung, but the ad was answered and all the wrong people applied. Most I shuddered off since there was no way many of the Diva's that applied could ever make, a MC's poster girls concept. Just too dainty and self rightious. Trouble is did these same people not read the entire ad? Did I not explain the deets of the opening enough? Whatever it is the one and her sister, set me back at least a month or two, and put me behind the 8-ball. I way overpaid Crimson, but hey I keep my word. Any mile, just waiting for my Lady Shelly to send off the money to me and the Club, once I get that complete, its on air here, at 18:00 or so.
TTYLY

Like I said once and I'll warn again, Don't Piss off my Lady, she truly bites

So was doing research for the morning run of Reaper Crew Radio, and got an alert from Facebook, on new posts on one of my pages. So out of curiosity I took a look, seems my Lady was barking and howling pretty good at one of the badgers that were starting a fight they were not going to win, mostly cause I didn't do anything, and two My Lady Shelly, keeps track of me damn near 24/7. When those who say I hide behind a keyboard and all, guess what I'm ready and more than willing to meet, greet and beat anyone face to face up close and personal. The reason, I do these blogs is so the rest of the Knytes, the AyreWolvez and one of our other subsidiaries knows what's going on here. If I'm not writing, on the air, or at least a text reply, well its not the cops you all need to worry about, In my world, I don't call the fuz, I call family, and that family, shoots and slices, without too much encouragement. But that said, ya'll best not keep pissing off my Lady. 
Okay, HCC has its website partly set up, which means the one for both the club and the Reaper crew is not too far in the distance. 
Any mile ya'll see ya'll on the cyber radio at www.spreaker.com/ayrewolf at 04:00 hours(4:00AM) Hazzard Standard Time.
TTYLY

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